If you have to talk about a virtual and real structure, then the Heavenly Desolate Dao God Wudao and the others are roughly a xenocyclone suspended outside the body of the Xenomorph Demon Dragon, the Flame Demon City is located at the head of the dragon, and the Second Demon Hall Evil Clan's territory is even deeper. Demon dragons are living creatures, and their paths are intricate, which gives the Demon Realm a great opportunity to distinguish between different enemies.

Just as Du Fanglin was determined to kill the Nine Calamities, he didn't know that the Nine Calamities of the Queen Mother actually wanted to completely kill this enemy.

Stepping on the ground with both feet, the surroundings are still dim, and the red sky can't tell whether it is virtual or real, or the flesh and blood of the demon dragon above the head, and the river of magma on the ground is the blood of the demon dragon.

What is it like to truly enter the Alien Demon Realm? Du Fanglin was noncommittal in his heart. He really wanted to be a little more excited, but after many years of cultivation and cultivation, he couldn't do this kind of behavior of leaning over and picking up stones as souvenirs.

This undoubtedly takes a lot of fun out of it.

Between the lightning and the fire, Du Fanglin had just seen the surrounding scenery clearly, when he saw a red sword qi slashing at him! With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped sideways, and the rock beneath his feet was cut by the strength of the knife, revealing a crack three feet deep. Then a burly figure stepped out in the mist, with a different horn on his head, pale hair, green scales on his face, and a black robe and silver armor raised his sword and slashed horizontally-

"Killing a strong man is more exciting than killing a king." The low demonic tone stirred the eardrums of the man.

The hostile demon in the darkness was none other than the Enma Drought that had just fallen under the twin swords not long ago.

It's not possible!

At the moment, I only had time to think about this sentence, the fierce battle was already coming, the sword fiercely stirred the red flames, and the magic fire in the darkness scorched and stimulated people's eyes.

Du Fanglin raised his hand to turn his sword, and folded the fan into his sleeve. The elegant and simple long sword that slashed the illusion of the Demon City in the past was accompanied by golden words and volleyed flames, and in an instant, the sword and sword slashed, and the crisp and sharp shattered. He instinctively thought that if he wanted to fight against the Enma Aragami Slash, he couldn't do it empty-handed!

The ink fracture fan was originally a surgical weapon, and the material was not tougher than the sword.

With one's own weakness, the enemy is strong.

Enma has the upper hand!

Du Fanglin pointed at the point and manipulated the long sword in the air, while the pressure brought by the Enma Slash was condescending and completely suppressed his body. There was a soft click, and it was the soles of the feet that were broken by stepping stones, "Barren Ember Soil!" "After the ultimate move, in the dark place behind the Ascending Demon Flame, three sword shadows swirled without wind in an instant," the fierce wings three times. ”

It is indeed the trick of the Enma Drought Devil.

Why did the dead demon appear here, was it a trick of the Nine Calamities, or was there another way in the Demon Realm to bring the demon who had consumed his life twice back to darkness? Three moves at great speed, overlapping and sweeping, tearing through space, and the wind howling and howling.

And the sword is still defending against the Ember of the Desolation.

Du Fanglin's eyebrows did not move, and he turned sideways and waved his long-sleeved Confucian style, "Gentleman's style." "It's not old, it's useful. The folding fan in the sleeve was slightly unfurled, and he did not hesitate to risk the contract between the soul and the half-book blood record in the depths, and instantly led the half-into demon flame to his own use!

The wind is formed, and the whirlpool rises.

Shake the Shadow of the Aragami Sword.

However, instead of retreating, the Enma Drought Devil advanced, and the blood splattered and burst into the whirlwind of blades—this is not right!

But still reasonable.

The Xenomorph Demon Lord has a special physique, and no matter how many injuries he endures, he can heal quickly under the urging of the Demon Heart. Du Fanglin moved again, and his eyes changed slightly. With what he can do at this time, can he break through the defense and destroy the demon heart again?

No way.

Fearless of the gentleman's wind, the Enma Drought let out a long roar, and his expression was solemn, "The gods are urgent!" ”

The sword came in the air, the elegant blade was as mellow as wine, piercing into the demonic soil, the word Fang Fei broke through the darkness, and Du Fanglin moved his sleeve and folded the fan in his hand, "I see." ”

One sentence, four words, the end of the note is firm.

Caught off guard by three moves in a row, with a sword blade against a blade, with a gentleman to respond to the darkness, and then with Fang Fei to meet the god of the wilderness, three thoughts, all sides are in disarray!

The third thought is...... The Demon Heart has been lost, and in reality, the Enma has never said that!

"Killing a strong man is more exciting than killing a king", because at this time, the Central Plains had no chance to let the king be born.

The Xenomorph Demon Lord who can say this sentence should be from a memory from a long time ago, this is the Enma Drought from the depths of Du Fanglin's memory! The One who has never changed, the One who comes from the other side of the world. In the demon world, there is a long road that can reflect people's inner thoughts and thoughts...... In the depths of Du Fanglin's heart, he is indeed deeply afraid of the Enma Drought Fish.

So as soon as possible, Du Fanglin wanted the Demon Lord to die!

"Broken."

There is a law and there is a break, since the flame starts from the heart, the demon should die from the heart. In an instant, darkness returned, as if leaving a lingering smile, "Ha......"

The Enma Drought retracted its sword and disappeared into the dark land.

But the traces of the fighting around him remained unchanged, and the gentleman's move swept up the last piece of dust, and the gravel was everywhere, all of which were rude. Du Fanglin stood still, slowly closing the folding fan, and everywhere he looked, he quickly matched the road view map in his mind.

Please move Lin Wushuang to attract the attention of the Demon Realm, and the action to contain the Nine Calamities will not last long. The ones in his memory may not be credible, after all, the demon dragon is not dead, and the demon source can continue to breed new demon soldiers and demon generals, maybe as long as the demon world is allowed to recuperate, the advantages accumulated before will sooner or later turn into a greater threat in the darkness...... But speaking of memories.

Du Fanglin was dedicated to two things, and suddenly remembered another unforgettable battle. In terms of common sense, no matter how much he is afraid of the Enma Drought Fish, he should not be able to compare to the other character - his brain rotates too fast, the picture passes by in an instant, and the surrounding environment changes in an instant.

is no longer the Demon Realm, but seems to have returned to the long river of time, to the former Dao Realm battlefield soaked in human blood.

In the cold wind, the red sky seemed to have stars shining. It should be an illusion, but it hooked Du Fanglin's mind in an instant, maybe there is also a reason for half of the blood record. He forged his heart with demons, and he should also bear the instability of his own heart.

"Oops." Softly following the wind, Du Fanglin looked up and found himself standing alone on the hillside. Looking at the scene, it seems to be the place near Xuanzong's Fengyun Mountain, but he can't recall so many details for a while, "The road of conscience is really annoying, Yinqi Zhu Wu, you haven't seen you for a long time!" The words were still calm, but they were replaced by holding a fan in their left hand and slowly covering the hilt of the sword in front of them with their right hand.

Fortunately, at this time, he had a sword in front of him.

Du Fanglin is a little tired, and hates his brain that spins too fast!

However...... The two figures that appeared in front and behind were not just the red-haired, flamboyant, and cold-looking former god of war in the Demon Realm.

Du Fanglin noticed it and slowly turned sideways!

There is also a red-clothed hunter behind her, the firstborn nine-horned, the face is bewitching, and the evil queen with red gauze in military uniform.

Nine calamities moved forward, holding the red fire in his hand, and the cold voice slowly spit out the word "long":

"Swordsman."

On the other side of the Demon Realm.

Su Huanzhen and Shower's luck were not as unlucky as Du Fanglin.

Both of them have a huge amount of complicated knowledge, maybe Shower Yusheng can only get on the table with swordsmanship, but with his prepared concentration, it is not difficult to seize that glimmer of opportunity in an instant, and follow the path opened up by the move of the spirit transfer and also step into the depths of the demon world.

The move to transfer the soul was originally reserved by Du Fanglin to give guidance to his good friend just in case.

For Shower Students, the biggest variable should be the truthfulness.

So when the plan was first made, Du Fanglin had to block Tan Wuyi no matter what.

What should we do if one is careless and causes the sun and the moon to be sad again...... The above is just a joke.

He was wary that the Sun and Moon would be more difficult to control and would cause unnecessary changes to all plans. Because the sympathy of the Spring and Autumn inkstone lord may not be as important as the results. Standing on his own standpoint, Du Fanglin is not a vegetarian after all.

In the darkness, the sword fell with blood. Shower Yusheng was sad in his heart while killing demons, Lao Du, I can't stop Su really from insisting on following the figure What should I do, and then I will reach the location you marked......

"I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't seen the city, it seems that this is not the Flame Demon City." Su Huanzhen gently put the demon soldier who had died by sealing his throat to the ground, and the loss of life made the demon soul silently merge into the four walls, and sooner or later it would alarm the rest of the demons who had not yet discovered the two of them.

Qingxiang Bailian still sincerely wants to save the missing Jin Bazhen.

Taking advantage of the fact that the troops are divided into several ways, the demon world is too busy to take care of itself, and it is a good time to explore and find the trace!

"It should be a deeper place."

Shower Yusheng recalls the road view map that was pressed in the yellow sand, although the actual path has changed, but the direction is certain, as long as the external interference is abandoned, then ...... "Xingchi Hongfei." ”

The sword finger rose again, condensed the power of Wan Jun at one point, and Huo Ran shook the stone wall on the left side.

"There's a road here." Su really swept away the dust, and gently gathered the scattered gravel in the air, without alarming the slightest bit of dust, and appeared at the exit in front.

"Come and go."

Shower Yusheng stepped forward, facing the unknown darkness, and continued to be sad in his heart, following too closely to throw it away......

The road view map is correct.

It's just that the path inside the Demon Realm is not illustrated by a picture.

The two seem to work together, and they really follow step by step, and the gratuitous cooperation almost makes Shower Yusheng mistakenly think that he is on the same front as this.

Until the hot wind blows in front of you, the stone walls turn into a forest of huge rocks that stand like teeth, and red light floats in the sky, filling the only light source in the dark place.

The road ahead was broken, and the high cliffs separated the invisible opposite bank, and in the crimson of the magma or the waves, there were suspended and colorful whirlpools, and the thick iron chains rattled, restraining the island-like boulders in the whirlpool.

At the same time, Su Huanzhen, who turned around, looked at the strange cliff whirlpool and the island-like boulder together. On top of the boulder, bound by iron chains, mottled with blood, it was a person with an obscure breath wrapped in a black cloak.

In the magic city, there are people.

"Be careful." Shower Yu instinctively stopped, and pressed his hand to his waist.

As soon as Su really looked up, he was already facing the distant island. The body covered in the hood of the black cloak pulled the iron chains and grinded out blood, and under a few strands of white hair, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes that could not tell what kind of expression they were.

Just a glance.

It's like a curse!

Su Huan's heart was tight, and Shower Yusheng had already stepped forward with his sword, "The realm of a single edge, a sword wind and thunder Liuhe!" ”