As far as the eye can see, this demon in the Primordial Valley is a tall young man, with a very strong body, waist-length black hair, bronzed skin, and a silky demonic mist around his body, which is very oppressive.

His eyes are very special, his left eye is a blood moon, and his right eye is a scimitar, which looks extremely demonic, and ordinary people dare not face it at all, but he can swallow people's souls.

He also came to participate in the action that Qingchengzi said, standing there quietly at this time, like a black ancient magic mountain, and his physical body could crush this heaven and earth, which made people tremble.

As soon as he appeared, he found the breath of Mo Xiaodao and Liu Fatzi, his eyes were very cold, and he opened his mouth fiercely from a long distance.

"Guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he still dares to show his face here, my Burning Yuan Zhu is still easy to use? In less than three days, it will definitely stain the abyss with the blood of the two of you!"

"Hmph, Lao Tzu has walked the world for so many years, you are not the first person to say this, the years are long, you Mo Ye and I are not a seven-foot man who is proud of the world, the primordial valley has been sealed for so long, and you are afraid that you will be stunned by the devil and embarrassed!" Mo Xiaodao was disdainful, shouted wildly, and even pointed at his nose and shouted, with an attitude of wanting to shoot if he didn't agree with him.

As strong as Qingchengzi and Huang Nu and the others, their eyes widened, especially Tie Zhu was like seeing a ghost, they were all the first time to see Mo Xiaodao, and they were immediately shocked.

Qianfu's left eye was a blood moon, and his right eye was a scimitar, with a majestic and tall figure, he suddenly raised his eyes when he heard this, and said with a cold smile: "It seems that you two ants really want to find death?"

"The garbage of the Primordial Valley, come over now, Lao Tzu will kill you with one move!" Liu Fatzi was ashamed, and his saliva squirted.

Eight or nine out of ten of the surrounding monks are already saints, and almost all of them are frightened, seeing Liu Fatzi and Mo Xiaodao looking at the world, but my only attitude is even more incomprehensible, so I can only watch in silence.

"I've heard of the two of them, the treasures of the Holy Seed who have pit a dozen of them, and someone has vowed to kill them in revenge. ”

"You dare to come, you're really not afraid of death!"

"No, there are also the people around them, that is Xu Xiaoyao, the character who once shook the merchant with the immortal wheel realm, and the Phoenix Girl, the immortal physique of the Tianzhao Dynasty! Someone was surprised.

The atmosphere was quickly ignited again, and many monks in the Holy Land muttered when they saw that Mo Xiaodao and the others did not look at the thousand burials in their eyes at all, and even guessed who would win, including some beauties and women, whose eyes were even brighter.

Liu Fatzi likes this feeling, he is full of spirits, pointing at the country with a big belly, and shouting: "A thousand burials, roll to death, Lao Tzu doesn't make a move, let you crush you with your hands and feet!"

Mo Xiaodao was a perfect match for him, singing and dancing mockingly, "That's right, Mo Ye can blow you to death when he breathes!"

Xiaoyao has an urge to kick the two of them, this breath is too big, one move to kill is reasonable, in case there is any great technique to kill, but it is too much to let the hands and feet, how to look at the thousand burials in front of him are a master who is not easy to mess with, most of them are a god-level character.

"Hahahaha. Qian Fu laughed extremely fiercely.

"Wait for the ants, you can easily suppress this seat together, and the guy who sits in the well and watches the sky, vainly trying to play with the gods, ridiculous!" He carried his hands behind his back, and the silky demonic mist was wrapped all over his body, like an ancient magic mountain, where he was horizontal, suppressing the void.

This is already the exact place where the Ten Thousand Souls Conference was held, and it is already the people from all over the world who have come to the Divine Domain, seeing that the arrogance of the two sides is even more crazy than the Qilin Divine Son just now, I can't wait to fight immediately, it is better to die one or two.

But more people disdain Mo Xiaodao and Liu Fatzi, what is the place of the Primeval Valley, it is definitely a place that surpasses half a point of many holy places, it has existed since the Ice Age, and it has a long heritage, and there are very few people in its valley, but all of them are world-famous figures who can overwhelm all souls.

Perhaps, only the Naxing tribe and individual tyrannical forces can match it.

Xiaoyao finally couldn't help it, and sent a message to the two: "You two don't go too far, you can't get off the stage for a while, this thousand burials should have reached the saint for a long time, and it belongs to the great sage's cultivation." ”

"It's okay, the first rule of the Wanling Conference is that you must not provoke here, just now the Qilin Shenzi and other characters were almost beaten and ambushed, this stupid melon dares to make a move, and he will definitely not be pleased. Liu Fatzi said indifferently.

"Hehe, you don't care about it, I wish this bastard would make a move, naturally someone will treat him, and there are a small number of people in those holy seeds who are not so simple. Mo Xiaodao also said.

Qian Fu is not a fool, he knows what happened here just now, and he is not a reckless man like the Purple Qilin.

He said with a cold look in his eyes, "This seat gives you this opportunity to kill me, but the Ten Thousand Souls Conference is very important, do you two dare to fight with me outside the holy mountain?"

After speaking, he joked again: "Or you can come out of your group, and this seat will take it." ”

The words were quite wild, and there was an inexplicable momentum overflowing.

"I really don't have a little bit of momentum, think about the majesty of the Taoist brother and the Qilin Divine Son just now, without the slightest hesitation, you are really embarrassed by the face of the Primordial Valley!" Mo Xiaodao looked around proudly, carrying his hands behind his back, and had a rather instructive demeanor.

Liu Fatzi was even more excessive, and directly dragged out a half-saint-level big knife, and with a "clang" sound, he was still on the table, and shouted, "Come and get killed!"

These two are definitely the protagonists, and no one is as showy as they are now!

Xiaoyao heard Mo Xiaodao's words just now, and a guess rose in his heart, and then he looked at the Phoenix Girl who was holding back a smile.

Could it be that the two people who secretly said just now that the Qilin Divine Son killed the merchant in a fit of anger are these two masters?

Qianfu's face was pale, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he had some great power.

The blood moon in his left eye seemed to be shaking, and the scimitar in his right eye was also flickering, like a god and demon.

"It's so arrogant, who are these two?"

"Even if you borrow the power of Xu Xiaoyao, Phoenix Nu and others, you shouldn't provoke the evil god of Qianburi!"

"There is the blood of gods and demons flowing in the body of a thousand burials, and it is said that his talent has surpassed that of the primordial valley lords of the past dynasties, and he was valued and sent into the abyss, and it is rumored that he was born to become a god!"

Heaven and earth have a strong recognition and respect for the strong, so at this time, these creatures are very dissatisfied with Mo Xiaodao and them, and they are questioning again and again.

"Amitabha. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the All Souls Conference is about to begin, and all the Spirits of the Divine Domain have already arrived, so please stop fighting for the time being. At this moment, a peaceful Buddha voice came, and the little monk Yuantong appeared in the middle like a young man.

This person is very special, Xiaoyao has seen him before, his face is compassionate but like the red dust boy, it is difficult to fix his temperament, but his Buddhism is indeed very strong, Xiaoyao has heard more than once that he is strong in the abyss, and he has killed more than one blackened ancient king.

Now I can see that the Dharma has become more and more profound, and it does not lose the mark of the Buddha on the Bodhi tree.

The little monk Yuantong smiled kindly at Xiaoyao at this time, and Xiaoyao also smiled at him, but he didn't like this little monk very much in his heart, and he always felt that this little monk had bad intentions, as if he was coveting his own Bodhi tree, and it was better to pull the distance away.

Because of the appearance of the little monk Yuantong, there were steps, and he knew that he couldn't make a move, and when he left, he coldly glanced at everyone including Xiaoyao.

"You two are annoying *** now. Xiaoyao glanced at the two and said.

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just a thousand burials? I let him and he won't be able to catch up with us. Liu Fatzi snorted.

The black line at one end, these two people are indeed scoundrels, suddenly he is a little pitiful and buried, when he meets such an opponent, he can really collapse the Tao, catch it and can't catch it, and say that he can't win.

"Just now, there was more than a thousand burials of divine consciousness snooping on us. Qingchengzi spoke, his face was calm, and he had his own bearing.

As he spoke, he subtly attributed himself to us, with the meaning of standing together.

"That's right, I also feel it, most of them are the holy seeds who were knocked out by you, and when the Ten Thousand Souls Conference is over, I am afraid that you two will have to shed a layer of skin. Qi Yu teased quirfully.

"Peel off, if you want to take off, it's this dead fat man to take off!" Mo Xiaodao said.

"Hmph, Mo Zhugan, be careful when you talk to Lao Tzu, be careful that I take your little out and tell your daughter-in-law!" Liu Fatzi threatened.

"She, will she believe your words?" Mo Xiaodao pretended not to care.

Speechless, this is really a pair of living treasures.

This tense confrontation was resolved by the little monk Yuantong, and he had already opened his mouth to tell everyone a piece of news, the Ten Thousand Souls Festival would start immediately, and all parties could sit down and talk about the shady things first, and tell everything they knew and seek a solution.

The heavens here have already sat on countless people, covering the sky and the sun like a big net, all of them are saint-level existences, which is the hope of the generation of the Divine Domain, if it is not for the strength of the great saint There are too few figures, I am afraid that they can already compete with the strongest of the older generation in Xianguan.

Afterwards, someone sat down to talk.

Xiaoyao's gaze scanned, there were all kinds of creatures here, and many of them were strange, and they couldn't even tell what Xiaoyao was doing. The scene was very noisy, the saints spoke, the sound rumbled, and the noise was non-stop.

"I heard that the blackened ancient kings are still being born, they have their own consciousness, although they are blackened by the powerhouses of the past generations, but they are like an independent life. ”

"If you can awaken the consciousness of these blackened creatures, it may be the key to defeating the shady curtains!"