An unspeakable place, a barren place, difficult to find, only bursts of demonic aura are always filled in the space, and everywhere is the unstoppable cry and scream, filling the ears, as if this is a living purgatory on earth.

Demon Wind Mountain, Demon Wind Mountain, one of the two fierce places in Kyushu, actually broke through the void again, and laid a solid foundation in a sinister place that was inaccessible.

He saw that on the Demon Wind Mountain, the hurricane that can be detected by the naked eye is raging, and it seems to be much stronger than the yin wind, which can not only scrape people's flesh and bones, but also penetrate people's hearts and souls, and erode people's hearts and souls.

The devil's wind and the devil's wind, that is, it marks that this place is not a genus of the world, but a place of demons, the gods and Buddhas are difficult to enter, a hundred schools of thought, etiquette and morality, and then here, it is just a vain, laughing talk, here, the only thing you can believe in is power......

The evil clouds look back, the turbidity gas enters the no, the place where the demonic qi is shrouded, today, is about to start the future again by the unknown calamity of Kyushu, in an instant, I don't know where a sword mark, causing the surrounding thunder to change, the evil clouds give way, such as splitting time and space, and the demon Yan is in the world!

The immortal place of deterring Kyushu, now, majestically reflected, suddenly the surrounding evil is full of evil, the demons are scattered, the seven palaces and twelve halls, twenty-four Taiwans, thirty-six pavilions, and the continuous buildings are the places where the demons gather - the Demon Yan Tower!

In today's Demon Yan Building, a group of demons gathered, a demon was judged, and a discussion was unfolding!

"That's the details now, so I'm afraid the good days of the Earth Remnant Valley are coming to an end." The man who spoke, holding a skeletal scepter, dressed in a gold-trimmed black robe, with a white beard hanging down, looked old, and his ears were quite eye-catching, as if they were useless to the fox, and at this moment, his eyes were flashing with a cunning light as he spoke.

"Haha, isn't that just right! Lao Tzu has long been unhappy with those cripples! As the fox guy finished speaking, a strong man with red hair and bloody clothes on the side slapped the table and shouted, with a happy look on his face: "Even if Daxi's gang of wastes don't make a move, sooner or later Lao Tzu will take the Blood Demon Palace to destroy them!" ”

"The Red Palace Lord's words are wrong." The fox guy said tremblingly, "After all, it is one of the fierce places with our name, if the earth is destroyed, then how do you know that the three sects will not set their sights on our Demon Wind Mountain?" The truth of the cold lips and teeth, the Red Palace Lord will not understand. ”

"Old fox, do you mean that without the remnants of the valley, we will not be able to open the Demon Yan Tower?" The red blood owl looked at the fox guy with unkind eyes and said, you must know that he has been thinking about the Wild Trace Fox Gate for a long time, and if he can find a reason in this discussion, it will naturally be better.

The fox guy's eyes rolled quickly, and he hurriedly said: "How dare the old man doubt the power of the palace master, it's just that the people of the three sects are cunning and sinister for a long time, and we still have to be cautious." "Where does the fox guy not know the thoughts of the red blood lord, but the gap between the power of the fox gate and the blood demon palace is a little too big, sometimes, it is better to be coaxed or coaxed, and it is better not to be caught.

"Then you ......" The Red Blood Owl wanted to say something more, only to hear another person speak on the side, "Red Blood Lord, put away your scheming." The red blood owl looked at the man, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but sat down and did not say a word.

The person who spoke was tightly wrapped in a black robe, his face was miserable, but he had two white eyebrows, and a yin and evil aura, which made people shudder, it was the lord of the mountain of sinful corpses - Mo Zhi Evil (ye), "It's already this time, hasn't he arrived yet?" Frowning, Mo Zhixie seemed to be a little dissatisfied, cold and evil, causing the temperature of the surrounding space to drop a lot again.

"His life is like floating, his death is like rest, his youth is geometric, and it is empty in a blink of an eye." At this moment, when the words fell, a warm light that was different from the surroundings lit up, and suddenly there seemed to be a little more temperature in the hall, and then, a swordsman in blue clothes and white shirts, holding a sword in both hands, stepped in, "Don't know the evil, calm and calm, your cold temperament is easy to scare children." ”

"What a pure Dao Sect True Yuan." Between the evil words, a sword aura bloomed from the black dagger in his arms, and the swordsman did not stop, and the sword in his arms shot out with a sword qi, and the two sword qi intersected in an instant, and they were all invisible, "Feng Jinghai, it seems that your hundred phases and thousands of tricks have improved again." ”

Feng Jinghai smiled and sat down in his place, and the aura around him changed again, and it was almost the same as Mo Zhi's evil martial arts, "Luck, luck, it's really just a moment of good luck." ”

Mo Zhiye smiled coldly, didn't say anything more, closed his eyes, and the hall was quiet again.

"I'm really sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Before anyone arrived, the sound was heard first, and the eyes of the four people present were the same, and they all threw themselves into the position in the field. I saw a screen suddenly appear in the field, and behind the screen, a figure, holding a dim lamp, appeared in front of everyone.

"Humph! In cold weather, your shelves are getting bigger and bigger! The red-blooded owl roared out without hesitation, and was the first to make a move.

"Eh~ The palace master takes a break from the thunder." Leng Shi still said in a relaxed tone: "Please rest assured, what Leng Shi said today will definitely make the four of you feel that this wait must be worth it." ”

"Oh? Is it? Before the words fell, I saw two people coming together, one was holding a wooden staff, his hair and beard were yellow, and he was old, but the sound was like thunder, symbolizing this person's good foundation, and the other person was dressed in purple clothes, and he was a charming woman with a graceful face and a smile.

"It turned out that the lord of the half-cut road would not be saved, Ji Qianhong, the owner of the Youlou Building, the two, I really didn't expect to be here in person." In the cold weather, he beckoned, "Now that you've arrived, let's take a seat first." ”

"The old man heard that the shaman had a big deal announced, how could he not come and see it in person?" Death or not to save seems to be quite a heroic smile.

"Huh." He chuckled lightly in the cold day and said: "Now that the seven palaces are gathered, there will be no more guanzi to sell in the next, and the theme of today's discussion is ......"

I'm ...... At...... Remnant Valley? The half-crippled man woke up again to find that he had been placed in a wheelchair in a rather plainly decorated room.

"I didn't think I would be in a wheelchair all day...... Or longer? Tan Shen rubbed his head, and found that the injuries on his body that had been injured by the erosion of the yin wind had all been wiped out at this moment.

Just when Tan Shen was wondering about his own condition, he suddenly heard a melodious flute outside the house, and its sound was whining, like resentment, like crying, like complaining, and the aftermath was endless.

"The skills are good, but they are too sentimental." Tan Shen shook his head, "Forget it, let's go out and have a look." "I turned my wheelchair and got out of the room with great difficulty.

I saw that under the moonlight, on the tile roof, a red-clothed figure had a cold face, and her hair danced in the wind, just like her flute, which made people involuntarily a little curious.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Xuan Mei'er's beautiful eyes were cold, looking at the figure in the wheelchair in the courtyard, her eyes burst into murder, and as soon as she made a move, she was already unreserved......