Just when these Foundation Building Realm disciples were parting ways to pursue their respective opportunities, in the deepest part of the Ancient Demon Emperor Palace, in an incomparably huge and resplendent palace, the flame figure became much more condensed, sitting on a high throne.

The face of the flame figure was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and it was impossible to see its true face, only a pair of sharp eyes that shone out of the black mist.

What kind of eyes are they?

It looks as pure and black and white as a baby, and its pupils are full of innocence and purity.

However, the eyes of the flame figure turned slightly, and there seemed to be endless vicissitudes of life.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the white clouds and the dogs, and the stars shift......

These words match the emotions contained in these eyes.

The flame figure did not have the slightest powerful coercion, but with a casual raise of his hand and a stomp of his foot, he could shake the entire world!

Behind his head, there is a colorful circle of light, like a real god, ruthless and ignorant, and contains some kind of strong emotion.

The aperture behind the head of the flame figure is too bright, as if it condenses all the pure brilliance of the ancient world in the positive film.

In front of it, there was a wisp of flames the size of a palm, solidified by Dao patterns, and around it, all the Dao rules and trajectories were clearly transmitted, and three feet nearby, everything seemed to have no effect.

Compared with this flame, the soul-melting glass fire is like the stars to the bright moon, like the beggar to the prince.

This flame seems to have engraved the three thousand avenues and all the rules in the world, and there is a thrilling aura that makes the avenues surrender, emitting it!

The flame figure looked at the flame with both eyes, and no sound came out, but there was a faint divine sense: "You should also be truly free......

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Half a day after the foundation building disciples entered the Ancient Demon Emperor Palace.

Several sword lights, in the low air, flew by, and the sword intent was permeated.

Mu Kaixuan, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who was flying in front of him, suddenly frowned slightly, looking at a gray cloud in front of him.

Above the gray clouds, there stood an ape with pale golden hair and bright hair, and while Mu Kaixuan looked over, the ape also looked over with faint eyes.

The gaze of a man and an ape is divided in one place.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Mu Kaixuan's eyes, but in an instant, this wisp of killing intent was collected by him, and then after Mu Kaixuan removed his eyes, he took the fellow disciple behind him and passed by the pale golden ape on the gray cloud.

After the two staggered the distance of dozens of zhang, a disciple behind Mu Kaixuan asked puzzledly: "Senior Brother Mu obviously had a murderous intent, why did he let go of that demon cultivator again?"

Mu Kaixuan stepped on the flying sword, and said lightly with some hesitation: "We are not familiar with this place yet, so it's better not to cause trouble easily." ”

"Senior Brother Mu, this is an old saying, but Senior Brother, I always feel that the aura emanating from the demon cultivator just now, as if I have seen it somewhere," Mu Kaixuan's voice had just fallen, and another monk who had built the peak of the foundation couldn't help but say.

Mu Kaixuan looked at this junior brother with hanging eyebrows, his heart moved slightly, at the exchange meeting that night, this junior brother with hanging eyebrows was also there.

As the orthodox descendant of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Mu Kaixuan naturally had a strong memory, and his heart flashed the various scenes of that day's exchange meeting, and then his eyes lit up slightly.

"That's true, the aura of this ape demon is very similar to that of a strange-looking Barbarian Ghost Sect disciple that night, could it be said that it is the same person?" Mu Kaixuan couldn't help but muttered to himself.

It's just that as soon as this idea was born, Mu Kaixuan denied it: "The demon ape I just met by chance, judging from the aura it exudes, is a sure foundation building middle realm, and that ugly-looking barbarian ghost sect disciple, whose strength is only in the foundation building initial realm, how can it be the same person?"

In this way, Mu Kaixuan couldn't help but shake his head, and the speed of the flying sword under his feet suddenly accelerated, and it flew forward.

This pale golden ape is naturally He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi's ears are clear-sighted, and he can vaguely hear the conversation between the three humans of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but he is not an eventful person, since the other party did not make a move, he naturally will not do anything superfluous.

The next moment, He Xiaoshi floated a little faster towards his original route as if nothing happened.

After a stick of incense, He Xiaoshi, who was standing above the black cloud, suddenly had his feet slightly paused, and his ears trembled slightly.

Five or six miles ahead, the roars of monks and the dull sound of fighting were heard.

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed slightly, and then at the center of his eyebrows, a huge power of divine consciousness suddenly spread forward.

After sensing the scene ahead, a wry smile appeared on his face.

The so-called is not that enemies do not get together, and there is some truth in it.

Among the people in trouble a few miles ahead, two of them can be regarded as old acquaintances, and the other person, He Xiaoshi, also has a faint sense of familiarity.

The two familiar people, one is Xia Han, who has a beautiful face and a cold temperament, and Zhu Qian, who is obese, and the other person is the man with a sallow face who woke up first.

At this time, the three of them were in the midst of a bitter battle, surrounded by crows that looked like a large black cloud.

These nearly a thousand crows are as small as calves, and the big ones are comparable to ordinary elephants, and their breaths are different in condensing qi and building foundations, but a pair of red eyes are flashing with a faint bloodthirsty light.

Even from such a distance, He Xiaoshi seemed to be able to smell a foul smell like a decomposing corpse.

Roast Raven!

This kind of evil thing, with a low IQ, basically acts on instinct, and generally lives in an evil place filled with corpse qi, and is extremely sensitive to fresh blood.

How did they come across these evil creatures?

And there are so many of them, those roast crows of ordinary size even exude the aura of a powerful foundation building realm!

At this time, Xia Han was crisscrossing the flock of rotten crows, and the flying swords he controlled were shuttling like lightning, and wherever he passed, these rotten crows turned into a day's black fog and burst open.

As for Zhu Qian, the black mist around his body was shrouded, and the spells of the Barbarian Ghost Sect were displayed in an endless stream, and those low-level rotten crows couldn't get close at all, so they let out an ugly "quack" sound and fell to the ground.

And the man with a yellow face summoned a giant ape with a blue glow around its body.

The giant ape's eyes were also red, and he waved his huge fist, smashing all the rotten crows that were close to the sallow disciple into mud.

Even so, in the face of an extremely large number of evil creatures, the three of them were still a little stretched, and it was obvious that the three of them had been trembling with these rotten crows for a long time, and their breath was a little disordered.

In particular, the foul-smelling black blood of the rotting crows was sprayed all over the three of them, making them look extremely embarrassed.

On the periphery of this group of rotten crows, eight ordinary-sized rotten crows, their eyes flashing with a faint glow, and their mouths emitted a very regular "quack" sound, as if they were commanding.

If this continues, these three people are afraid that their lives will be in danger.

He Xiaoshi stood there and watched for a moment, his pale golden face full of hesitation, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth and wanted to stay away from the battle group.

He didn't want to put himself in danger, and even if he joined the warband, it wouldn't make much difference, unless he was demonized in the moment of life and death.

Demonic ......

Deep down in his heart, He Xiaoshi had been deliberately avoiding these two words, and whenever he remembered that after he had been demonized, he was confused and had a strong desire to kill, and his heart shuddered.

Just when He Xiaoshi was about to apply oil to the soles of his feet, his face changed dramatically.

At the center of his eyebrows, an extremely faint spiritual pattern suddenly lit up.

Then, a bad feeling that someone had mastered his whereabouts suddenly came to mind.

He Xiaoshi didn't want to summon the Golden Moon Flying Boat, so he had to leave this place quickly.

As He Xiaoshi's eyebrows lit up, a man with a sallow face who was tending to attack the rotting crow with the black ape suddenly had an incomparably hot light in his eyes.

This person's eyes flashed slightly, and then a powerful aura rose from the surface of his body without warning, and his cultivation actually rose directly from the middle realm of foundation building to the great perfection of foundation building!

The roast crows that were desperately attacking nearby were instinctively retreated from the surprise of the sudden appearance.

In an instant, a clearing appeared around the sallow-faced man.

Seeing this, Zhu Qian let out a light sigh of surprise.

Xia Han's beautiful face also showed a hint of surprise.

"I have a spiritual fluid here to lure these evil creatures away, and after these evil things are gone, you can do your own thing, and don't forget what the human race has discussed together," the sallow-faced man said directly in a command-like tone.

Then this person ignored Xia Han and Zhu Qian's reactions, but with a wave of his right hand, the giant ape turned into a black gas and flew into his body, and at the same time, a vial carved like a hundred jade appeared on the palm of his right hand.

The man with a sallow face pulled out the stopper of the vial with the same complexion.

A small white air flow appeared at the mouth of the vial, and a fishy smell that made people want to vomit suddenly spread.

These rotten crows, after asking about the taste, their originally red eyes became more bloody, and their mouths let out a crazy "quack" sound.

In particular, the several huge rotten crows on the edge hissed frantically, and then scrambled towards the flock of rotten crows.

There are countless rotting crows that have been crushed to death along the way.

Seeing this, the sallow-faced man snorted coldly in his nose, and then his body turned into a faint black shadow, heading towards the sky and soaring into the air.

The speed is so fast, and the normal foundation building monks in the distance.

Nearly a thousand rotting crows, regardless of the direct pursuit of the sky, like a black stream flowing backwards into the sky.

The faint black shadow was high in the air, making a turn in vain, chasing in the direction He Xiaoshi had fled.

Only Xia Han and Zhu Qian, who were stunned and looked at each other, were left.

"Senior sister, what's going on?" Zhu Qian hurriedly asked.

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