The peak is a relatively gentle white bone platform, covering an area of about 1,000 meters, the ground is snow-white, it is a huge complete bone fragment, it seems to be the bones left behind by some kind of prehistoric giant creature after death, from different figures standing densely, there are about hundreds, all from the strongest people of different races.

Ye Qingyu glanced at it, among these powerhouses of all races, the weakest of them was also the cultivation of the peak saints.

Everyone who appeared here obviously came from the platform of life and death, at this time they looked at each other, and they were all very vigilant, full of Yuan Force brilliance, surging like waves, like a huge ball of light, but under careful observation, you will find that their bodies are still more or less injured to varying degrees, some are stained with the slightest dried blood, some of their clothes and armor have been cut out of a few cracks by knives and axes, some have a stable breath, and some are obviously using some kind of secret treasure to restore the injured and consumed Yuan Li, obviously these strong people are also fighting all the way from the life and death platform。

In addition, Ye Qingyu also unexpectedly found dozens of dead bodies, all of them had just been killed in battle, and the bloody atmosphere was still very strong, it should be that there was a conflict here not long ago for some reason, and some strong people were killed and fell here.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there is death.

Especially in this kind of place, it was not such a shocking thing that the Peak Great Holy War died.

Not surprisingly, Ye Qingyu saw some familiar faces among the figures.

The young master of the sin pit has withered grass and messy hair, his signature posture of holding his chest with both hands, biting a grass stalk at the corner of his mouth, and his blood-colored violent killing breath, standing with two old men in blood-red armor, these two people are both cultivators of the Great Sage Realm, and they should be the great sage powerhouses of the Sin Pit in the sin pit.

The people of the Skyfall Sect also appeared, but the original Heavenly Fall Holy Son died in the Black Demon Abyss, and now there is another Heavenly Fall Sect Tianjiao, it is said that the talent and strength are still above the former Heavenly Fall Sect Holy Son, and at this time, the young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes standing between the powerhouses of the Heavenly Fall Sect is estimated to be the legendary new generation of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Fall Sect, and it seems that he is also a ruthless character.

In addition, Ye Qingyu also saw the people of the Black Demon Abyss, but unfortunately there was no little princess of the Black Demon Clan among them.

And the white-clothed female fairy, who is suspected to be the heir of [Bai Yujing], is also in the crowd, wearing a white fairy dress without dust, it seems that she has not been contaminated with the murderous aura on the stage of life and death all the way, standing alone in place, without fighting with the world.

And the [Allure City Fairy] is really there, but there are only three divine knights left with him, one of them is Xia Yubing, the chariot god is no longer there, the three of them have blood stains on their bodies, standing together, the momentum is a little weaker than when they were outside before, but it is still not to be underestimated.

After Ye Qingyu finished reading it, he probably knew it in his heart.

The people who can do it all here, and sure enough, there are no weak people.

Before the Chaos Demon Emperor Reincarnation Palace, all the purposes seemed to be for the survival of the fittest, and when they came here, they were all victors.

Ye Qingyu slowly walked towards the higher part of the platform.

"Huh, I didn't expect that there were more than 20 strong people of the human race who came to this point. After a cursory observation, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

For thousands of years, the human race has always been a weak race that has been suppressed by other alien races, even if there have been quasi-emperors and martial arts emperors, it is still difficult to change the congenital decline, and like the likes of the Thousand Illusion Venerables, they are flattering and boneless, and there are many cannibalists, who like infighting, originally Ye Qingyu thought that there should not be many strong people of the human race who can walk to the gate of the Demon Domain, but he didn't expect that there were more than 20 people, this number, compared to the number of strong people who appeared here among the hundred races, the proportion is already very large.

But if you look closely, although there are a lot of Terran powerhouses, most of the injuries are not light, some of them have scars that have been scratched by sharp claws, and a few are covered in blood, and even their hair is stuck together because of blood, looking like they have just crawled out of the pool of blood.

And the most surprising thing for Ye Qingyu was that in the group gathered by the strong people of the human race, he saw a very familiar figure.

Laughing at the descendants of the quasi-emperor, the bald fat man - Li Shengyan.

This fat man, sure enough, came here.

If he showed up, wouldn't that mean that Emperor Quasi-Smile was also here?

In Ye Qingyu's heart, he was suddenly overjoyed.

It's like a person walking alone in the dark night, and suddenly the sword saw a light, and all the pressure in his heart suddenly became much lighter.

As long as Emperor Zun is here, the human race will definitely not suffer.

"Hey, Brother Ye, hahaha, after waiting for you for so long, you've finally arrived. As if he had sensed something, the fat man Li Shengyan also discovered Ye Qingyu at this time, his eyes instantly lit up, and he immediately shouted in confusion.

This voice is extremely harsh on the bone platform.

Everyone looked at the fat man.

Ye Qingyu also smiled and nodded, ignoring the many stares that came over, and walked towards the fat man.

"Haha, big brother, I miss you to death!" The fat man Sheng Yan stepped forward and hugged him warmly, and his eyebrows were squeezed, which was not the slightest change from his obscene appearance at the beginning.

"It's been a long time...... I didn't expect you to come here too. Ye Qingyu had a very good impression of this fat man.

Since the battle with the Black Moon Immortal Palace, the fat man came to save himself with the decree of the Quasi-Emperor of Xiaofei, and they had indeed not seen each other for a long time.

After the fat man Shengyan carefully looked at Ye Qingyu from head to toe, a few hints of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "In a short period of time, the improvement is not small, hehe, I have long guessed that you will come, I have heard the news of your coming in other places before, but I didn't expect your speed to be so slow." ”

This fat man, do you praise me or hurt me?

Ye Qingyu was embarrassed for a while.

However, at that moment just now, he seemed to feel that Li Shengyan's cultivation had improved a lot during this period of time, and at this time, the degree of cultivation in his inner vitality was even on par with his own.

"By the way, since you're here, ...... Your Majesty the Quasi-Emperor, will you come this time?" When observing the situation before, Ye Qingyu didn't seem to notice the aura and figure of the Quasi-Emperor.

Could it be that this kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the Quasi-Emperor doesn't want to fight for it?

Or is it that the quasi-emperor is now in the dark.

"Well, not necessarily, the ancestor is secretive and has his own plans, and it is not convenient for me to ask, of course I came to join in the fun, you know, on such a big occasion, where is there less of me Li Shengyan." The fat man Shengyan suddenly had a straight face, and he looked like a chattering god, as long as it was related to the topic of his own ancestor, he would automatically become the only spokesperson.

Inconvenient to ask?

I'm afraid that if you ask and laugh, Emperor Zhun won't tell you easily.

Ye Qingyu was speechless in his heart, shook his head with a smile, and did not expose this fat man.

He actually wanted to thank Emperor Xiaofei again in person, after all, that decree had blocked a lot of rights and wrongs and threats for him, both openly and secretly.

After talking and laughing a few more words, the fat man Sheng Yan suddenly patted his bare head, and said: "Look at my forgetfulness, come on, come, I will introduce you to a few highly respected and famous Terran predecessors." ”

Then, without saying anything, he pulled Ye Qingyu into the crowd and walked among a few Terran powerhouses who were chatting.

"Seniors, hahaha, let me introduce you to you, this is my good buddy, Ye Qingyu, the third deputy envoy of the human race!" The fat man Shengyan looked proud, said loudly, and added a special arrogant and mysterious sentence at the end, saying: "I have a fateful friendship with him, but I have experienced life and death together, I think you have all heard of this name, haha!"

"The rumored Ice Sword Killing God?!"

"That young man has the ambition of the new Tianjiao of the human race?"

Several Terran powerhouses on the side also had different colors on their faces.

These people are all from the heads and heads of the great power families of the human race in the Great Thousand Realms, they have good knowledge, extensive experience, and their hearts are even more unfathomable, and their faces are still calm at this moment, but there is an obvious look of surprise in their eyes.

"Hey, hey, yes, yes, it's him, it's him, my brother!" The fat man Shengyan pulled Ye Qingyu over, his fat and greasy arm across his shoulder, and there was a big posture that I am the eldest brother and I am covering you.

This posture that is not visible at all is obviously familiar with these Terran powerhouses.

Ye Qingyu's eyes flickered, and while secretly looking at the few people in front of him, he took the initiative to greet him with a friendly meaning, and said, "Seniors are polite, junior Ye Qingyu." ”

The reason why they have a friendly attitude is because these people seem to have a great relationship with Li Shengyan, the so-called smell is similar, and there is no bad character in their conduct, and furthermore, wait and see the cultivation for the breath, these Terran predecessors should all be from famous and decent families, and making friends with them will be more beneficial to the future development of the Heavenly Desolate Realm, of course, there is also one point that now that they have reached the last step, multiple friends, it is better to have more people who may stab a knife in the back.

"The head of Yaoshan Sect, Zhang Daowu. I have heard for a long time that Deputy Envoy Ye is young and young, and the dragon and phoenix chicks can see it here today, and I deeply feel that the future life of the human race is terrifying. The person who spoke, about fifty or sixty years old, had a clear appearance, crane hair like a waterfall, and an elegant temperament, wearing a fine ice blue silk robe, and the elegant bamboo leaf pattern on the placket complemented the mutton fat white hosta on his head, and it was said that he had taken off a bit of extraordinary posture. And the folding fan that is gently shaking in his hand is an extraordinary product, the sixteen fan bones are made of white jade, the spring color picture in the mountains on the fan surface is exquisite, the lines are delicate, the colors are bright, as if it is natural, faintly revealing a natural spring breeze.

"There are talented people in the country, and it is really gratifying to see the dragon and phoenix among people like Deputy Envoy Ye and Sheng Yan. In the forty-seventh generation head of the Xia Dan Dao Sect, Situ Kongming, is polite. Situ Kongming, the head of the Dan Dao Sect who nodded slightly, looked like he was in his early forties, his eyebrows were like knives, his eyes were sharp, his face did not show the slightest wrinkle, he was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, there were a few less obvious blood marks on the cuffs, his gray-black hair was slightly tied up with a green bamboo hairpin, his body was lonely and thin, his posture was leisurely and elegant, exuding a faint aroma of herbs, and his appearance was humble, quite a bit of everyone's style.

In the crook of his right arm, there is a whisk of dust, the hair is the whisk, the black jade is the handle, and the faint fluorescence on the handle shines through it, as if there is a trace of silk in it.