The two Heavenly Gate monks, whose faces were alternating blue and red, recovered their indifference in a very short time.

"Tianmen acts, do you still need to explain to you, it's really ridiculous," the man with the hosta on his head raised his head slightly indifferently, looked at the unkind "Mu Kaixuan", and said coldly.

"Mu Kaixuan" shook his head with some disgust: "From ancient times to the present, Tianmen has always acted like Lao Tzu is on top, but I don't know that you are just a relatively strong dog in the sky, why do you look like you look at people with your nostrils all day long?"

"Disrespectful to the Gate of Heaven, die!"

The man with the hosta on his head could no longer bear the disrespectful words of "Mu Kaixuan", and after making a color to his companion beside him, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards "Mu Kaixuan".

Almost at the same time, a square Yuanzhang Xu's light palm, emitting a strong light, appeared in mid-air out of thin air, and slapped towards "Mu Kaixuan".

"Mu Kaixuan" wanted to penetrate the space again as it was, and the scope of the light palm enveloped him, but at the moment when the light palm was slapped, the space around him became as hard as King Kong, making him unable to move at all.

"Trapped in the clutches of the devil!"

"Mu Kaixuan" muttered to himself, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened: "If you want to subdue me with this palm, it's impossible." ”

After "Mu Kaixuan" finished speaking, the gray mist on his body rolled out from his body, and an astonishing sword intent emanated from his body, stabbing the imprisoned space, "snorting".

The Tianmen man who was sticking a hosta on his head did not hesitate to make a move, and the companions around him also turned into a ray of light and shot towards the crowd.

At this moment, Jin Shushu, a golden-haired man from the Barbarian Ghost Sect who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head and looked at a defenseless Heavenly Sword Sect monk beside him, and then his right hand turned into a claw and quietly poked towards this person's chest.

Jin Shushu's right claw directly penetrated the person's left chest, bringing out a handful of blood and grabbing the person's heart.

The heart that was caught out was still contracting strongly.

"Ahh......h Forehead ......"

This Heavenly Sword Sect monk didn't expect the golden book beside him to suddenly make a move, and at this time, he only had time to bow his head when he saw the scene of his heart being pinched and exploded.

The man's body trembled, and he slipped and fell to the ground weakly, without any breath.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to die, I also want to be strong, so I can only let you die", Jin Shushu muttered to himself as he glanced at the monk who had been brutally killed by him.

This became a signal for the monks to fight!

Just as Jin Shushu was starting, the other monks with their own ghosts quickly distanced themselves from each other and confronted each other, and several anxious and selfish monks even started directly.

A moment later, nearly twenty monks on the human side joined the chaos of the battle, either voluntarily or passively.

"I'll give up!" one of the Xuanqing Hall monks, who had a very young face, quickly retreated from the battle group, and then shouted.

In response to him, there was a bright light that shot at his back and made trouble.

The strength of the young monk of Xuanqing Hall was not weak, and his body turned rapidly, and a tiny, slowly rotating cyan Taiji appeared on his right palm, blocking his eyes.

After this ray of light was about to touch the palm of this monk's hand, it turned into countless flying energy clusters, and before the young monk could react, he quickly attached to his body.

The seemingly ethereal and powerless flying light cluster of energy quietly penetrated his body after it came into contact with this monk's body.

A moment later, this young monk, who had a kind personality and wanted to give up halfway, died with dozens of tiny blood holes that were translucent from front to back.

Countless flying flocculent clusters of energy light condensed together, and then under the light, the human figure was revealed.

It was another monk from the Heavenly Gate, who had a white face and beard, withered yellow hair, and the most conspicuous thing was his pair of hanging eyebrows, which looked sad.

However, this Tianmen monk made a move, but he was merciless, he looked indifferently at the young monk lying in a pool of blood, and said sarcastically: "Since you have come here, how can you quit?

After finishing speaking, the man with hanging eyebrows strode into the battle group, displayed the Heavenly Gate Peerless Learning, and ruthlessly launched the killing.

The demon cultivators on the opposite side also opened a safe distance with great fear, and looked at the hook-nosed monk in front of them viciously.

"Don't look at me like this, what that person said is true, if you want to enter the gossip terrain, you will indeed have to die, you can do it yourself," the hook-nosed demon cultivator said lightly.

The demon cultivator with the lion's head and the human body smiled cruelly: "In that case, let's start over there, but I want to kill those weak and selfish humans first, and then come and fight with you," before the demon's voice fell, there were already a large number of monks in the human war group, rushing towards the demon group.

All of a sudden, the stadium was plunged into chaos.

It's really a chaotic war where people die for money and demons die for food.

At this moment, a gray giant sword with a length of three zhang finally pierced the light palm that was about to touch the body of "Mu Kaixuan".

"Fellow Daoist of Tianmen, why bother staring at me alone, you may not be able to win against me, it is better to kill more useless people, and quickly open the gossip terrain, it is the right reason", the giant sword on the surface of Mu Kaixuan's body was put away by one of them, and then said to the Tianmen monk with a hosta on his head.

The Tianmen monk was silent for a while, and finally rushed directly into the demon group without saying a word and launched a lore.

"Mu Kaixuan" sneered, took a few steps in the direction of the human being, and then his body trembled, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and then directly turned into a gray sword light, shooting into the demon group.

The sword light, the Dao method, and the driven yin matter are constantly bombarding and colliding.

The sound of shouting and scolding, the sound of weapons clashing, the sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh, and the sound of unwilling panting in the face of death...... Intertwined.

In less than half a pillar of incense, more than ten people and demons were bleeding on the spot.

The blood of the foundation realm was sprinkled all over the ground.

Countless dense golden threads, with more and more blood, gradually appeared.

These golden threads formed an extremely dense formation, which led the blood of the monks into the Bagua terrain.

The golden light is scorching, and the blood light is steaming.

The glow is bright and the purple gas is steaming like a dragon.

With a "boom", the golden light of the golden line formation on the ground suddenly lit up, the low mountain shook slightly, and above the gorgeous flames of the Bagua terrain, a gossip divine furnace that flashed with blood gradually showed its faint shadow.

In an ancient palace filled with vicissitudes of life and a depressing atmosphere of antiquity, the figure of the flame sitting high on the throne, the two eyes of the flame, looked faintly in the direction of the gossip terrain.

In front of the flame figure was a void, but from the flames dancing in his eyes, it seemed that he could penetrate all the vanity and see everything he wanted to see!

"This world belongs to this seat, although in order to make you fight, this seat envoy has done some tricks, but whether it is a human or a demon, the nature of destruction in the bones, and the desire to kill, are so similar. Kill, kill as much as you want, and see if you can kill the bright blue sky world in your mind. ”

The flame figure sounded slowly without any emotional fluctuations.

"It's just that I didn't expect that person's flying sword, after many years, would actually give birth to a sword ghost, it's just up to you to toss, if your sword ghost really got a suitable body, this seat will give him freedom, what can you do?"

When the flame figure said the word "that person", his voice paused slightly.

At this moment, the surrounding void exploded directly!

Black holes are pervasive, spatial cracks are raging, and the terrifying smell of destruction permeates the air.

These space storms, which were enough to destroy the mortal realm god cultivators, disappeared silently when they came into contact with the flame figures.

The flame figure cleaned up his not-so-wonderful mood and muttered to himself, "Wait for this seat to see what you, an innate divine beast, are you doing at this time?"

After speaking, the flame figure's head turned slightly, looking in another direction.

He Xiaoshi slowly opened his eyes.

The navy-blue low mountain in front of him was now only a small hill, with cracks and piles of stones of different sizes.

In all directions of the hills, there are countless huge cracks that are densely packed and I don't know how deep.

The corpse of the ancient beast golden-tailed phantom lion in the distance was turned into incomplete limbs and rotten flesh by the explosion and spatial cracks just now, and most of the corpses disappeared directly.

A pine forest a mile behind the low mountain was razed to the ground.

......

He Xiaoshi looked at everything in front of him, and a wave of fear appeared in his heart, if he was a little full of half a step, he might only end up with no bones.

"It's really dangerous," Zhu Qian, who was standing next to him and had already relieved the pain in his buttocks, nodded incessantly.

Xia Han glanced at Zhu Qian, then looked at He Xiaoshi, and said seriously: "You saved me again this time, and I will find a way to repay this kindness." ”

He Xiaoshi waved his hand, but did not speak.

One man and two demons fell silent.

Zhu Qian has a lively temperament and is very good at He Xiaoshi's image, but in the face of the difference between shemales, he doesn't know what to say or what to do.

He Xiaoshi suddenly said, "Do you have a map of this place?"

Zhu Qian glanced at Xia Han, and after seeing the latter nodding, he took out a withered yellow map from his arms and handed it to He Xiaoshi.

"This map is not detailed, and some places are even blank, you can only use it as a reference," Xia Han said lightly.

He Xiaoshi nodded in understanding.

Thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, not to mention other things in the Xuan Realm where the Ancient Demon Emperor Hall is located, but with the passage of time, many things will undergo huge changes.

He Xiaoshi carefully looked at the map in his hand for a moment, and after determining the direction, he planned to get up and leave.

However, to He Xiaoshi's surprise, Xia Han actually pointed to a certain location on the map and spoke: "He Daoyou, Senior Brother Zhu and I are planning to go to this place, I don't know if you are interested?"

He Xiaoshi's eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the place where Xia Han's finger was pointing, and after seeing where it was, his heart was slightly different.

The place where Xia Han intends to go is an extremely deep canyon called "Valley of the Gods." ”

Of course, this canyon is not a place where a true god lives, but a place where a god-incarnate monk sheds blood!

Under the way of heaven, under the gods, there are ants, and above the gods, they are immortals!

This is the most widely circulated sentence in the cultivation world.

But from this sentence, it can be seen that there is a real gap between the gods above and the gods.

In the mortal realm, it is extremely normal to call the Avatar Monk a god, they have this kind of strength, and they also have such qualifications!

It's just that Xia Han and Zhu Qian, why did they go where?