In ancient times, the Dao Realm, which was juxtaposed with the Suffering Realm, suffered a devastating disaster, leaving only one sect in every square inch. Many years later, the source of the disaster, the Xenomorph Demon Realm, struck again, and there was a long and tragic war with the only remaining sect in the Dao Realm, Xuanzong, and finally at the cost of Xuanzong and the Demon Realm being sealed together, the war stopped in the world.

But the calamity still exists, and a messenger was sent to the neighboring Suffering Realm to devour the Buddha Boy, intending to destroy the sealing projection, which corresponds to the three Buddha veins in the north, middle, and west of the Suffering Realm, so that the Xenomorphic Demon Realm will break away from the seal in another way and come again. This catastrophe has only begun today under the delay of the sacrifice of the life of Yilian, a Buddhist man in the Northern Regions.

The Flame Demon City descended in the sky, scattering the wonders of the sun and the moon, turning the sky into a sea of blood, and the earth was like purgatory!

Du Fanglin stepped into this field, and on the way, he saw the original owner of the Yin and Yang Sun and Moon Dusk occupied by the Flame Demon City at this time, and the Bitter Realm Demon Clan had no yin and no yang. Although the Xenomorph Demon Realm is also known as the Demon Race, it is not the same race as the demons born and raised in the Bitter Realm, and they may not be compatible with each other. In short, Yin and Yang occasionally screamed and fell from the sky, and fled in panic at the moment when the demon fire struck, not even noticing who passed by.

The demonic fire originated from the Crimson Demon City, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye for a radius of hundreds of miles, the flames did not burn without anything, and the demon spirits in it no longer let out a miserable wail all the time, those were the souls that had died in the demonic flames.

Du Fanglin spread the folding fan in his hand, and a hazy golden light accompanied the footsteps forward, connecting into a net in all directions, and the magic fire seemed to be inducted everywhere he went, and there was an instant solidification. At this moment, his voice had already sounded between heaven and earth: "Man, the heart of heaven and earth, and the end of the five elements are also ......."

The flames gradually extinguished.

The soul of the demon fire was also a human before it was tormented. Man is the foundation of heaven and earth.

"But man is the heart of heaven and earth. Therefore, the birth of heaven and earth is extremely precious. "Folding the fan and then raising, the jade bone Danxin, there is a red gold handwriting with a word and a deed, in the golden veins that gradually shroud the entire radius of a hundred miles, Confucianism is not rude, rude and not for, etiquette is not a constraint, but a rule. It is precisely because of the existence of rules that human beings can break away from the genus of beasts.

A flame slammed into the sky!

It was the Flame Demon City that sensed that the demonic fire was blocked and intended to destroy the comer. Du Fanglin's folding fan swirled and flicked, the flames were already integrated into the surroundings before they arrived, a wisp of breeze swept away the heat, and the words were woven into golden veins, instantly locking the flow of earth qi within a hundred miles. The demonic fire solidified into crimson ice, and the demon spirit was relieved and awake for a moment, as if it had regained its sanity when it was human with that elegant and indifferent voice - "Go!" "Hurry up......" "You can't stay here, you, let's go!" The endless noise is a poignant cry and a mournful call. After death, most of the people who can turn into fire demon spirits and fall forever are cultivators who died on the battlefield of the Dao Realm in the past, and there may be people Du Fanglin knew in the past.

"Drink—"

The Flame Demon City responded again, and countless strong winds turned into flames one after another, showing all kinds of changes, intending to destroy the golden earth net. Du Fanglin raised his hand and folded the fan, cut off the demonic fire in front of him, stared slightly, and suddenly rose into the air, facing the Flame Demon City.

In the battle of the Demon Realm, one of his disciples died in the Dao Realm, and there are still no bones left.

Since then, the people on Fuyan Mountain have been scattered, and only Peach Blossom is alone.

"There is no end to the poetry and wine in the world."

Du Fanglin's folding fan turned into the wind, followed by the formation of an elegant and simple long sword, the hilt of the sword is engraved with the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, the two wings hang white jade, the sword body is like ink, the edge is like blunt non-blunt, between the open front and the no edge seems to have the meaning of the mean, and the sword spine is engraved with seven words, which is a poem number - the world is full of April fragrant flowers. This poetry and wine madness is one of the swords cast by Jinziling in the past that is not recorded, and as soon as it is born, two golden words immediately rise from the sword: human and intervening!

"People" move forward, "between" into the ground, suppress the demonic energy trapped in the demon city! Du Fanglin pointed at the same time, and the sword suddenly broke through the air, and a stirring invisible space penetrated the infinite demon flame to the depths of the demon city.

A roar emanated from the depths of the soul, and the invisible wave marks stirred up the surrounding demonic fire, disintegrating the golden net of sealing veins inch by inch. Six rays of light came actively, facing the sky-breaking sword, and the Flame Demon City hidden between the void and the reality shook a radius of a hundred miles, and its roar dispersed the fire clouds in the sky. This demon city is not an entity, but the real Xenomorph Demon Realm is hidden in the different space behind it, but Du Fanglin's sword is hitting the weak point of the space, causing the oncoming six qi to be disturbed by the space and return in vain, but the sword is like a "human" word in an instant, cutting off the Flame Demon City in the sky!

From a distance, the magic city standing on a high place was suddenly separated up and down, and the sword shook the space, and the ripples were visible to the naked eye.

Fangfei is gone, and the peach blossoms are gone.

Behind the sword, a little crimson drifted away, merging into the flames and stinging the demon soul. "Ah......h "Woo." Seven emotions and six desires invaded, rising from the bottom to the top, wanting to attract people's demonic barriers, and the future people will completely melt into the demonic fire. But Du Fanglin's ink-colored sleeves flicked, and the invisible Confucian wind once again overwhelmed the demon fire, "Gentleman's style!" "The hurricane swept down from above for a moment of silence, and the feet stepped on the soil where the smoke had not yet dissipated, and the demon fire was unwilling to lie dormant under the pressure. Du Fanglin folded the fan, and the person and the sword had disappeared in the wind.

"We're waiting for you."

It sounded like a gentle voice piercing through the space.

It's a declaration of war.

The battle intent was high, and the sword that cut off the Flame Demon City had not completely dissipated, and an angry roar suddenly came out from the other space! This is a provocation. One move to break the illusion of the magic city, and never looked at the magic fire under his feet from beginning to end, who is this person, and why is the move so familiar? "Who is he?" "Who is it?" "The three-way gatekeeper returned in vain......" "The plan to swallow the Buddha boy failed!" "This man took his body as bait, and he fulfilled his wish." "Provoking the Demon Realm, there is death and no life-" The tones of the six prophets of the Demon Realm with different emotions came out one after another from the darkness in the depths where the demon fire gathered. This is the first time that the Flame Demon City has arrived, and it has not yet revealed its existence to the Bitter Realm, but it has already been exposed first.

"Demon Fire Destroys the World......"

"Accept the world as my demon land!"

However, the flame of the demon has not yet been extinguished, and after breaking free from the shackles of Confucianism, it has become more and more intense, and under the control of the Xenomorphic Demon Realm, it has spread farther and farther away, devouring the endless land of suffering.

In the Dao realm.

When the three seals were broken, the Dao Realm Xuanzong, who was sealed together with the Xenomorph Demon Realm, immediately broke away from the shackles of the Xenospace at the same time. However, as the vanguard, the Buddha Devouring Boy of the Xenomorphic Demon Realm had already arranged the formation in advance, and established cooperation with the bloodthirsty evil left behind after the destruction of the bloodthirsty people in Yancheng, and took the first step to come to Xuanzong's residence in front of Fengyun Mountain through the dark path, and blocked Xuanzong's exit with a six-character reverse sealing array.

Unexpectedly, a red-haired young man had already followed in the footsteps of the rebirth of the Bloody Evil King Night, and came to the Dao Realm at the same time. After entering the dark path, the connection between the mountain spirit and the mountain was interrupted by the barrier of the realm, and all the peach blossoms fell on Fuyan Mountain overnight, which was a signal.

Near the dark road, Yu Tunmo was standing on a cliff not far from Fengyun Mountain painting. Although he has turned into a carp and his memory has been lost, the instinct of being a mountain spirit has not been completely lost, and he naturally likes to be close to famous mountains.

Fengyun Mountain's aura is ethereal, it seems that no one is there, and its vitality is still there, and it is naturally a first-class beauty in the eyes of the red-haired youth. People who love to paint are very disgusted with being interrupted halfway. When the Lord of the Bloody Evil Night was reborn and began to prepare to lay down the seal of the Sealing Cloud Mountain, a half-finished painting felt a flame of anger ignite in his heart. Du Fanglin's sentence "with you" is still in his ears, and the red-haired young man recklessly raises the pen in his hand, which is exactly the kung fu in the painting of "gathering energy to write mountains and rivers for ink". He used the undispersed aura of Fengyun Mountain itself as ink, and his supreme painting skills painted a new picture in a moment, as if a layer of skin had replaced the original Fengyun Mountain. Night Reborn was concentrating on the formation, completely unaware of the slight change in his goal.

At this time, Du Fanglin has come to the edge of yin and yang.

The Buddha Swallowing Boy used the breath of the Buddha and the Demon to lead the different demon realm to descend to the world, and at the same time, the seal of Xuanzong completely collapsed, and the aura of Fengyun Mountain felt that the reflection arranged by the fish swallowing ink broke through in an instant, like a canvas separated from it, and the night rebirth was startled, and found that the retrograde array he had set up had lost its attachment and dissipated. The clouds and mist gathered and dispersed, and the mountain gate of Xuanzong appeared in the clouds, and the three rays of light broke through the cloud road in an instant, and the momentum of ten thousand jun surrounded the bloody evil. Seeing that the situation was not good, Night Rebirth retreated into the dark path. At the same time, there was also a white-clothed figure stepping on the cliff, and after the brilliance dispersed, the figure of the female Taoist holding Chiqin in her arms was revealed, which was one of the six strings of Xuanzong, Chiyun Ran.

"Hmm......" When the seal was broken, he already felt that there was resistance in front of him, but after he got out of the customs, he found that someone was in front of him, blocking another seal that wanted to block Xuanzong in another space. Now that the mountain gate is open, judging from the breath, the red-haired young man who is concentrating on painting should be a friend rather than an enemy, and the other group of evil people under Fengyun Mountain has their own initiates to deal with. Chiyun Ran saw that the fish swallowed ink and waved his pen and was very focused, and couldn't help but speak: "You-"

Hush.

The red-haired young man raised a finger, lifted the pen and swept the last cloud on the mountain peak, and saw a mountain on the paper, the gate was like a light, and the sea of clouds was leisurely...... "It's so beautiful." Only then did Yu Swallow Mo put away his pen, and simply turned around and raised his head: "Is this your home?" ”

The red-haired young man had clear eyes and was focused on painting. originally came to question, Chiyun Ran didn't know how to speak for a while. The Alien Demon Realm, which was visited by the sword of the Confucian who came from the yin and yang sun and moon dusk, attracted all the attention, and when he noticed that Xuanzong had left the customs, everything was already settled.

Du Fanglin successfully retreated, but went to another place to return the sword in his hand. The sword was improvised from the Sword Shrine, which was located not far from the Dark Path, where there was also an abandoned sword furnace that buried a past that people didn't want to look back on.

"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom......"

The fan-wielding Confucian sent the madness of poetry and wine back to the sword mound, where a box was buried vertically. In addition to leaving room for the madness of poetry and wine, there were also two severed swords buried in the box, and the sword body was red and the spine was like bones.

"I promised you that I wouldn't let the Dao Realm incident happen again in Shenzhou, this is just the first step."

Du Fanglin reburied the sword mound and stood up with a fan: "For the teacher, I will never break my word!" ”