At this time, in the Ancient House of Gods and Demons, two small groups of congenital opposites suddenly formed, and the human side and the five demon cultivators confronted each other from afar.

The human side naturally has an absolute advantage in terms of numbers and combat power, but the monks of the three sects are guarding against each other, and although the demon clan is weak, they are the same enemy, and they do not lose at all in terms of momentum.

The attention of all the monks was all on the divine mirror suspended next to Xuan Huang Zhu, ready to move, but Xuan Huang Zhu had an indifferent face, as if he did not see the greedy eyes of the monks.

Just when this bloody war was about to break out, a greasy voice sounded with a hint of surprise: "He Xiaoshi, you are still alive!"

can feel the greasy from the voice, and think of the owner of a Roshan who speaks, naturally Zhu Qian.

Zhu Qian had already seen He Xiaoshi's figure, and when he was about to approach the Ancient House of Gods and Demons, his speed suddenly accelerated, surpassing Xia Han in front of him, and rushing straight towards He Xiaoshi.

Roshan rolled, the ground trembled, and his mouth shouted like this.

When the monks heard this, strange expressions suddenly appeared on their faces.

"You're still alive" always gives people a cursed feeling.

It's just that, looking at the performance of this Roshan, it is clear that I am extremely happy and excited.

It can only show that after Zhu Qian saw He Xiaoshi appear alive in front of him, he was really surprised to the point of incoherence.

He Xiaoshi smiled and was about to take a few steps forward, but he didn't expect Zhu Qian to rise into the air and run towards him hurriedly.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Zhu Qian didn't expect He Xiaoshi to move forward, so he didn't contain his body that was too inertial because of obesity for a while, and directly threw He Xiaoshi, who was caught off guard, to the ground.

He Xiaoshi only felt that his whole body was wrapped in a pile of soft and greasy fat, and he was a little difficult to breathe under the weight of the huge weight, and he couldn't help but move around.

He Xiaoshi's body was relatively short, and he was crushed to the ground by the obese Zhu Qian, and he was basically completely covered in an instant, and he could only see his pale golden limbs shaking wildly.

This scene looks a little funny.

"Dead fatty, get up quickly, I'm about to be crushed!" He Xiaoshi shouted underground.

Zhu Qian's face was slightly red, and he moved his fat body with some embarrassment, and slowly stood up.

He Xiaoshi's heart was warm and depressed, after he came to this world, he didn't meet any soft girls, but had a close contact with this fat man.

Zhu Qian is also a very smart person, after seeing the depressed expression on He Xiaoshi's face, his face also showed a little embarrassment, and he said with some hesitation: "I'm sorry, I'm too excited, but it's really good that you guys are alive." We saw your body explode, how did you survive?"

He Xiaoshi was about to say something, when suddenly a cold and pleasant voice sounded: "I will remember the life-saving grace of the Divine Spirit Valley, and he will be rewarded in the future." ”

The person who spoke was Xia Han who fell beside Zhu Qian.

As Xia Han appeared beside Zhu Qian, he was full of excitement and excitement, and he suddenly became much more honest.

Due to his nightmarish childhood, Zhu Qian always had a little fear in his heart for Xia Han, a senior sister and cousin.

He Xiaoshi took a deep look at Xia Han and nodded, but he didn't speak.

Seeing this, the corners of Xia Han's mouth were slightly upturned, his teeth were slightly exposed, and a shallow dimple on his snow-white face was exposed.

Xia Han rarely smiles on weekdays, the cold temperament and the cold face like snow always give people a sense of distantness, at this time the smile is first revealed, it is like a dark cloud in the sky, casting a ray of beautiful sunshine, giving people a thrilling beauty.

He Xiaoshi's heart moved, and he unconsciously turned his gaze.

Xia Hanmei's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and what else to say, Jin Shushu, who was standing with the two scattered cultivators and the two Barbarian Ghost Sect monks, said coldly with an ugly face: "Senior Sister Xia, at this time, the Divine Mirror is in the hands of the Xuanqing Palace, should we take it back?" That is a demon ape, the demon clan has no good things, senior sister must not be confused by the honest appearance of this demon ape." ”

Seeing this, the thin loose cultivator standing behind Jin Shushu had a disdainful expression on his face.

As for Feng Yulie and other demon cultivators, their faces were even more ugly.

At this time, Xuan Huangzhu, who was watching the play, looked at Jin Shushu and said mockingly: "You little guy has been controlled by other people's souls and has become a slave of others, and at this time you are still making nonsense as a master, which is really funny." I'm right."

Xuan Huangzhu's last sentence was said to the thin and loose cultivator.

The thin and thin cultivator suddenly smiled weirdly, and slapped his palm towards Jin Shushu without warning, and a huge crescent moon phantom came out of Jin Shushu's body.

Jin Shushu's eyes only had time to flash a trace of fear, and his body trembled and was slapped into bloody mud by the thin Sanxiu palm.

"What an idiot!"

The thin loose cultivator stepped on the blood mud with his feet, looked at Xuan Huangzhu with some surprise, and asked curiously: "The old man asked himself how well his breath was restrained, how did you see the true identity of the old man?"

While talking, he lightly wiped his face while being thin and scattered, and this person's face suddenly changed greatly, turning into an old man with wrinkles on his face, gray hair, and a rickety figure, this old man's head was suspended with a round of moonlight that emitted silver light, although the breath was only in the foundation building realm, but between the gestures, it still gave people a sense of oppression.

"Old Monster of the Bright Moon!" someone recognized the identity of this person and cried out in a lost voice.

Xuan Huangzhu didn't answer this person's question directly, but said with a light smile: "You, a monk in the Yuanying realm, in order to get my divine mirror, actually abandoned your cultivation and defeated yourself to the foundation building realm, which is really difficult for you." ”

The old monster of Haoyue seemed to be a little jealous of Xuanhuangzhu, but he said coldly: "The old man has lost too much longevity, so he has the realm and strength of the Yuan Baby, and now the longevity is about to end, if the realm can not go further, there is only one way to fall, the divine mirror in your hand contains the power of faith and incense, which can help the old man go further, since you know the identity of the old man, hand over the divine mirror, the old man will not treat you badly." ”

A sneering look appeared on Xuan Huangzhu's face, and he didn't bother to speak again.

He was about to put away the Divine Mirror, when he suddenly looked into the distance with some surprise, suddenly frowned, and his right hand stretched out suddenly, towards the Fire Phoenix Clan's divine beast Feng Fulie, who wanted to sneak attack him, and slapped it with a palm.

In an instant, a majestic divine power emanated from Xuanhuang Bamboo, and the monks in the field, except for Feng Yulie, who was fixed, the rest of the monks flew directly in all directions

Then, except for a few monks who were carrying strange treasures, the other monks prostrated themselves on the ground with pious faces, and kept prostrating their heads.

A blood-red giant palm the size of an acre and completely formed by divine power seemed to be slowly pressing towards Feng Yulie.

Feng Yulie, who was fixed in place, was struggling with his body, but he still couldn't break free, but he didn't collapse and fall to his knees under the divine power.

Because of Feng Yulie's body surface, at the moment when the blood-colored giant palm fell, a purple-gold divine dragon phantom appeared, and it was when this demon was born that the demon clan gathered the power of the whole clan and exerted the blessing of the divine beast on this demon.

At the same time, from Feng Yulie's body, spirit weapons and treasures of different colors continued to fly out, wanting to shoot towards the blood-colored giant palm, but these spirit weapons and treasures exploded in mid-air, and they could not resist the divine power at all.

Finally, as the blood-colored giant palm approached, the phantom of the divine dragon on the surface of Feng Yulie's body began to dim, and his knees popped uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

A strong look of shame appeared on Feng Yulie's face, as a noble divine beast, when did he kneel?

Xuan Huangzhu didn't seem to want to take Feng Yulie's life immediately, and when the blood-colored giant palm was about to approach this demon, the speed slowed down a lot, and moreover, Xuan Huangzhu's gaze was looking at the distant sky.

"If you don't come, I'll really be a killer," Xuan Huangzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to a place beyond the sky.

This voice He Xiaoshi and other monks could not hear, but some beings who had reached a certain level could hear it clearly.

For example, two true immortals and great demons who descended from the Nine Heavenly Realms.

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Outside the Ancient Realm, at the entrance to the Realm.

Whether it was the human Yuanying Cultivator, or the Demon Clan's Demon Cultivator, or even the white-clothed old man of the Heavenly Gate with his eyes above the top, they all knelt on the ground respectfully.

On weekdays, in front of the monks of the Supreme Elder level who were calling for wind and rain on the island of Aolai Country, there were two monks standing, one was a true immortal in Tsing Yi, and the other was Feng Jingyuan.

The true immortal in Tsing Yi was a peerless genius of Tianmen in ancient times, and after flying to the heavenly realm, he became an ancestor-level figure of Tianmen.

As for Feng Jingyuan, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes looked at the entrance of the Ancient Xuan Realm faintly, and a few traces of nostalgia appeared on his face.

This Xuan Realm was originally opened up by Feng Jingyuan himself, he has lived in it for a long time, and he has also had a grudge and hatred with the wonderful prince of the Tang Kingdom, and he can't help but feel a little emotional at this time.

As for the Crane Demon and other Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, their faces were full of shock, they never thought that in their lifetime, they would actually see the Ancient Demon Emperor who flew to the Heavenly Realm, at this time, even they had a sense of unreality.

After a while, the Tsing Yi True Immortal looked at the sky, and said lightly: "There are still monks who wantonly slaughter my Tianmen elites?"

The true immortal in Tsing Yi was clearly looking up at the sky, but his eyes seemed to have come to the Nine Heavens, looking down on the entire island where the Aolai Country was located, and a transcendent and overlooking aura that never belonged to this world was suddenly shrouded in heaven and earth.

With the exit of the word "dang punishment" of the true immortal in Tsing Yi, heaven and earth are self-generated.

The dark clouds that were originally dense in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a huge blood-colored lightning swept through the clear blue sky out of thin air, and a thunder like a god's roar sounded.

Feng Jingyuan glanced at the Tsing Yi True Immortal lightly, and there was no expression on his face, but a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Jingyuan's face changed, and he looked at the entrance of the Xuan Realm with some feeling.

In Feng Jingyuan's eyes, the scene of Feng Yulie struggling and dying under the blood-colored giant palm flashed.

Then, Xuan Huangzhu's voice sounded in the ears of Feng Yulie and Tsing Yi Sword Immortal at the same time: "If you don't come, I will really be a killer."

The Tsing Yi Sword Immortal was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Feng Jingyuan with a smile, with a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

A trace of evil aura appeared on Feng Yulie's face, he was still the same as his own Xuan Realm, he knew what was happening in this Xuan Realm, and he also understood that his Xuan Realm was about to collapse, he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't want to do anything, but he couldn't stand it, and actually threatened him with his back heir in front of him!