The Demon Venerable happily grabbed the Terran monk and came to Ying Leng'er to ask for merit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He just wanted to see Ying Leng'er's smile.

Unexpectedly, Ying Leng'er tried him to make air and looked at the top of the mountain tightly.

The Demon Venerable turned around, and at that moment, close to the dark night sky, a bolt of lightning slashed, splitting the heavens and the earth in half.

The rumbling thunder came, making Ying Leng'er feel an unbearable illusion in her heart.

Demon Venerable was startled. Could it be that the man at the top of the mountain is doing this?

The Demon Venerable couldn't believe it, but Ying Leng'er's performance told him that it was all related to the person at the top of the mountain.

"Ahem - what to do with this person!"

When the thunder passed, the Demon Venerable asked Ying Leng'er.

Ying Leng'er looked at the monk's exorcism, and the remnant soul inside looked at Ying Leng'er with resentment. His eyes were full of grudges and mockery.

"He is the remnant soul that escaped from the ancient battlefield, and you will completely destroy his remnant soul!" Ying Leng'er turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Demon Venerable was shocked. Ancient remnants?! This is something that can alarm the entire Colorful Divine Prefecture, how can Ying Leng'er say it so indifferently.

Looking at the top of the mountain in puzzlement, could it be that person is also a remnant soul from the ancient battlefield? Such a powerful remnant!

Ying Leng'er's words may not be believed by anyone, but the Demon Venerable believes it.

And the demons have the ability to destroy the remnants of the human race, which is also the secret method of the demons.

When a flash of lightning came, the Demon Venerable slapped a light palm on the monk's body. The remnant soul was damaged and forced to escape from the body.

The remnant soul almost hated Ying Leng'er and the Demon Venerable in front of him.

It was the two of them who wiped out their hope of living, and when he found a suitable body and improved his strength, he would definitely avenge today's arrow!

The Demon Venerable sealed with one hand, completely crushing and dissipating the remnant soul.

Although Ying Leng'er didn't pay attention to the Demon Venerable, her perception never left. She was worried that the remnant soul would escape from here, leaving an extremely dangerous hidden danger for the Colorful Divine State.

Seeing that the remnant soul was wiped out by the Demon Venerable like this, Ying Leng'er's heart moved.

"Demons can...... Can you just kill the remnant? He asked with some joy in his tone.

Demon Venerable heard the change in Ying Leng'er's tone and nodded slightly. By the light of the lightning, he looked at the figure of the man on the top of the mountain.

Ying Leng'er is not a master who can't understand the importance of things, at such a time, the Demon Venerable can directly kill the remnant soul, which may be a big help.

It is not advisable to kill in battle, and it is definitely not the best choice to exclude one's own powerful allies.

When Ying Leng'er was thinking like this, she found that the hammer in her body moved.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she immediately entered her own sea of qi and looked for that Hanji.

Han Qi fell into a state of extreme tension and uneasiness, which Ying Leng'er had never seen before.

Even after Ying Leng'er entered the sea of qi, Han Qi's state did not improve much.

"What's wrong with you? What was found? Ying Leng'er also asked seriously.

If this ancient beast's divine consciousness appears like this, it must have discovered something.

Han Qi seemed to be making an extremely difficult choice, and he didn't answer Ying Leng'er's words, but instead seemed even more uneasy.

Ying Leng'er saw that he had no intention of communicating with himself. Even if I am uneasy in my heart, I am worried about the situation outside.

So he had to withdraw from his sea of qi and return to the outside world.

The lightning and thunder in the sky had long separated the melee of the Three Realms.

The Spirit Beast King was the first to bring the beast clan to Ying Leng'er's back. With that strong sense of oppression, the Spirit Beast King also felt trembling and couldn't help himself.

The Great Commander of the Demon Clan was also worried about the Demon Venerable, and took the Demon Clan to stand behind the Demon Venerable.

The people of the demon clan had seen Ying Leng'er before, so when they saw those beasts standing behind Ying Leng'er, although they were surprised, they didn't show it.

Due to the fear of the vision, the beast clan did not ask about the relationship between Ying Leng'er and the Demon Venerable.

Those who rushed to the Terrans also felt the oppression brought by the powerful aura, but they had no idea, and they didn't know what these visions of heaven and earth portended.

The person on the top of the mountain had already asked, describing his appearance as the palace master of the Blood Palace, but his momentum was not like it at all.

In addition, didn't he bring the masters of the human race into the ancient battlefield? How can it appear on the top of the mountain.

Where did the others go?

Question after question lingered in the minds of the Terran monks, who were not sure that the man at the top of the mountain was his friend.

Led by several powerful Terran leaders, the Terran monks stood far aside.

They all held swords and magic weapons in their hands, looking at the top of the mountain, looking at the sky, looking at your four wilds, looking at the demons and beasts, they didn't know what they were going to face next.

The thunderbolt fell, raging over the heads of the human race, the beast race, and the demon race.

The thunder exploded, startling the beasts to roar, and the human race was discouraged, and the demons looked around vigilantly.

Ying Leng'er stood proudly in front of the Three Realms, and her thin figure and dark appearance had already turned into the appearance of a jade tree facing the wind.

It's just that the calmness and calmness between the eyebrows, under the thunder and thunderbolt, seem calmer than anyone else.

Standing beside her was the Demon Venerable.

When those voices sounded, the Demon Venerable couldn't help but want to cover up for Ying Leng'er.

When he turned his face, he saw Ying Leng'er's resolute face, which made him feel a sense of self-harm.

How so? In terms of appearance, the demon race has always been the best in the Three Realms.

In terms of strength, the strength of the Demon Venerable is now comparable to that in the world. And their cultivation speed is much stronger and faster than that of the human race.

In terms of power, behind Ying Leng'er is only the beast clan that cooperates with her, and behind the demon venerable is the demon clan who has shed blood for him and does not regret it.

Even so, Demon Venerable still felt that he was inferior to Ying Leng'er.

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have an answer.

It's just the strange man at the top of the mountain, with his obscure movements, that activated the big array here. Pulled the Demon Venerable out of his own illusion to reality.

"10,000 years! We have been waiting for this day for 10,000 years! How did you get like this......"

The old man's voice came from the mouth of the man on the top of the mountain, and everyone was shocked.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Who is he?"

"Who is he?"

……

The unintelligible people in the crowd were talking.

The thunder and lightning thunderbolts ceased for a while, and the dark clouds did not disperse.

It was as if in the next moment, something related to the old voice came out of those clouds.

Demon Venerable's sword eyebrows were upside down, and his expression was solemn as he thought about what the man had just said.

Ten thousand years ago, wasn't he the one who was in the Blood Palace? How did it become so powerful?

What did he resurrect?

Demon Venerable looked at the monk he had slain, and in his body he seemed to see something long-lasting.

That kind of thing is very subtle, like my love a thousand years ago, unforgettable and inseparable.

The Demon Venerable struggled to remind himself of something that was surging through his mind. He firmly believes that feeling has a great connection with himself.

That kind of love is not the love between men and women, but more like a kind of emotional sustenance......