The sky was getting brighter, and although the sun broke through the constraints of the earth, it was obscured by a thick fog.

The mountain breeze was cold, and there seemed to be a solemn atmosphere in the air.

"It really doesn't look good. ”

Ji Fan, who learned that the various sects had let some of his disciples migrate and returned to the Soul Raising Peak, did not see a few small ones, and he didn't know if Shi Jing, a new disciple, had been sent away by Shizun and his wife.

Planting pupil power imprints all over the Xuanyin Mountain Range, Ji Fan found that the mountain range didn't know when it started, and the monks of the various sects suddenly decreased.

At this time, Ji Fan even felt that maybe his worries were a little redundant, as a beginner cultivator, he was just a chess piece on this huge chessboard.

"Whether it is the elders of the sect or the powerhouses of the outer sects, they are not ordinary people!" Standing at the peak of soul cultivation, Ji Fan no longer had a sense of urgency, but sighed.

Releasing Qianjun Mountain on his back, Ji Fan looked a little weak, and after doubts appeared in his heart, he didn't know whether to fight for himself or become cannon fodder for soldiers.

Ji Fan, who secretly sighed his naivety, swept down to the west, and he wanted to go to the Xuanyin Platform to see what was going on.

The ancient trees in the mountains and forests were swayed by the wind, the branches and leaves rattled, and Ji Fan's figure with his back to the mountain swept around, and he had already come to the Xuanyin platform in a short time.

"There are so few people, the disciples of the Righteous Path Sect seem to have withdrawn!" Ji Fan, who appeared on the edge of the Xuanyin Terrace with Qianjun Peak on his back, saw most of the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect.

The battle between Blood Luo Peak and Tong Demon Peak can be described as the last battle of the clan, but compared to the previous battles, people seem to have suddenly walked clean.

The rest of the people on Xuanyin Terrace seemed to be very silent, and they didn't have the atmosphere of watching the clan team battle at all, and the tension of the blood Luo Feng and Miao Han didn't seem to be because of the clan team battle.

"I thought I could see the Ten Demon Dao Great Competition, but now it seems that this Xuanyin Sect's lineage competition doesn't need to be carried out, Yan Xuan, if Ji Fan hadn't decisively admitted defeat yesterday, would you like to take the opportunity of the Great Competition to let the Miao family kid urge the Ice Ancient Bead?" The white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at the dignified expressions of the elders of the Xuanyin Sect, and asked the Xuanyin Sect Master with a smile and a smile.

Regarding the statement of the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Ji Fan was expressionless on the surface, but he was secretly shocked in his heart.

At this moment, Ji Fan felt that the glory of the Ten Demon Dao List was just a rhetoric to deceive an ignorant disciple like him.

The efforts of the previous two clan team battles would only make Ji Fan hate himself ridiculously.

"Little Fan ......"

Seeing Ji Fan retreating on the edge of the Xuanyin Terrace, the young woman in the plain skirt in the distance noticed his mood swings.

"The Xuanyin Sect just wants to migrate, and since the sect can't continue, let's leave the Xuanyin Mountain Range. Yan Xuan seemed to want to give an explanation to the two demons, and sighed and said.

"You can't retreat, Yan Xuan, your Xuanyin Sect can also recognize the Ten Demon Dao Order, and the Ten Demon Dao are connected with the same qi, and they must advance and retreat together. A middle-aged man with doves took out a black token.

Although Ji Fan couldn't see it clearly, he could feel that the token was like an antiquity, and ten vague ancient demons were depicted on it.

I don't know if it's because of the middle-aged man's statement of Ling Gangzong, or the Ten Demon Dao Order, at this moment, the crane-haired and black-bearded Yan Xuan Dao was shaken.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, these righteous sects are conceited and chivalrous, but the good ones don't come, and it is a long time since Cangluan Prefecture started. "A gloomy and compassionate old man, I don't know when he appeared on the Xuanyin platform, the soul light in his eyes makes people secretly chill.

"It's time to make a break, there are not many Xuanyin Sects, you Ten Demon Dao are secretly colluding with the Cold Heaven Sect and the exiled tribe, and if you let it go, I'm afraid you will have to open the Heaven Covering Channel." The white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said with a sneer.

"It's time for the sky in this cangzhou to change. ”

The old man with a sympathetic figure is rickety, and standing on the Xuanyin platform brings people an extremely deep feeling, as if he wants to suck the souls of others into it.

"Really?"

The old man with a bark face on half of the Qingxu Sect turned around and left the Xuanyin Platform with a smile.

As the old man walked around, the spiritual power that became stronger and stronger gradually surged up like an ocean.

"Takashi ~~~"

The cyan spiritual power was like billowing wolf smoke, rushing straight into the sky, the surging spiritual power was undulating like an ocean, and all the monks could not approach, and the puppet peak with an iron mask faced its waves, and was instantly shocked into powder.

"Boom~~~"

Just when Ji Fan was under pressure and his complexion changed greatly, the sword intent released by the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also rose to the sky, penetrating the heavens and the earth.

Ji Fan, who was carrying Qianjun Mountain on his back, was not heavy, but in front of the white-haired man's body exuding a sky-high sword pillar and the pressure of the whining sword power, he was like duckweed, and was directly swept away by the waves of sword power.

"The two realms of righteousness and demons are at war, and they are also involved in it!" The tenacious golden brilliance revealed by Ji Fan's figure was also broken by the small sword qi.

The monstrous sword pressure of the galaxy reversed made the vast heaven and earth full of dazzling light.

Some disciples of the Xuanyin Sect retreated from the Xuanyin Platform one after another, and no one dared to stay on the peak base.

The old man who turned half of his face into bark in the Qingxu Sect before, and the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were fine, but the spiritual power and momentum that erupted at this time made the entire world tremble, and the thick mist was torn to nothing in an instant.

Until this moment, Ji Fan didn't know what a real strong man was.

Playing on the Xuanyin Platform before, Ji Fan was complacent about his combat strength, but at this time he realized that his own strength was not qualified to stand in front of the strong at all.

In the midst of the majestic sword pressure, Ji Fan finally stabilized his figure, and his body was already covered with Dao sword marks, and even the treasure clothes given by his master and mother were overflowing with several openings.

"This is not to face the front directly, otherwise I am not much better than Gou Cang!" Looking at the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as well as the old man with a bark-faced face on half of the Qingxu Sect, stepping on the void and leaving the Xuanyin Platform with the people of the Righteous Dao Sect, Ji Fan's heart was beating violently.

"What, Chi Aotian, are you scared?"

The gray-robed old man in the middle of the Xuanyin Terrace smiled at the middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, Lin Jianfeng and Xuan Xu, I have the same hatred for the old ghosts, I will stop them, you just need to deal with those people below. "The majestic ink cloud appeared in the sky in the distance of Xuanyin Terrace, and when viewed from below, it looked like a terrifying and huge human face.

"No, we have to go!"

Just when Ji Fan secretly retreated, looking at Mu Huaisheng and Ning Anyuan, not wanting the two elders to get involved in the battle between the righteous and demons, the north of the Xuanyin Mountain Range, the earth had begun to tremble.

"Knock!knock~~~"

Ji Fan could see the shaking of the Xuanyin Terrace, and a black shadow appeared in the north, looking like a hill from a distance.

The huge shadow, as it gradually approached, the tide-like demon rings released a vast demonic aura, and the demonic aura containing a violent aura was sparkling.

Ji Fan swallowed his saliva, and was so shocked by the huge shadow that he didn't dare to take a breath.

It didn't take long for Ji Fan to see clearly that the huge shadows were a kind of big demon like a rhinoceros beast.

"War Thunder Rhino!"

Yan Xuan Lao Dao's face showed surprise, and he already had some bad premonitions about the disciples of the various sects who migrated to the north.

The whole body of the giant rhino is dark purple, it looks as if its whole body is made of the hardest fine iron, the skin texture is like an innate ancient text, and the hot and vigorous thunder and lightning luster flows on the surface of its body, as if in the process of walking, it can burst out with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

The head of the war thunder rhinoceros was full of obscure and complex lines, the face was extremely hideous, the sharp teeth in the mouth were more cautious than the treasure light, and an ancient and powerful taste emanated from its mountain-like figure.

In the face of the war thunder rhinoceros, step by step out of the roaring earthquake, some of the Ten Demon Dao disciples who were not strong could not help but turn pale, and their heels were also trembling in the shaking of the earth.

Ji Fan's usually expressionless complexion also became ugly, and he even found the barbarian tribe on the war thunder rhino.

Fifteen war thunder rhinos, in the north of the Xuanyin Mountain Range, formed a situation of encirclement, and the piles of barbarian tribes on it brought Ji Fanru a feeling of drinking blood.

"These terrifying demon beasts, could it be that they were raised by exiled tribes on the Snow Ridge Plateau?" Ji Fan realized through the words of the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect that the Cold Heaven Sect and the exiled tribe of the Snow Ridge Plateau seemed to have an affair with the Demon Dao side.

The white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect before, and half of the face of the Qingxu Sect turned into a bark old man, and just released a terrifying spiritual pressure momentum, the demonic power and demonic energy here shook the heavens and the earth, Ji Fan was not sure, whether this was a response.

The fifteen-headed war thunder rhino did not approach Xuanyin Terrace, but stopped in the north of the Xuanyin Mountain Range, and seemed to have opened up the formation.

The monks of the Ten Demon Dao and the major demon sects in Cangluan Prefecture actually rushed onto the War Thunder Rhino Front, turning into a tidal wave that would charge at any time.

It was the first time Ji Fan had seen this kind of scene, and he would not be surprised if it was the dynasty's army that opened up a battle, but this army of monks composed of demon monks from the major sects was really shocking to him.

"Is this the battle between the righteous and the demon?"

As far as Ji Fan knew, once the battle between the righteous and demons began, it would be a very long battle, making the cultivation world full of battles, and the current terrifying momentum was probably the first round of battle between the two sides.

"The disciples of the Xuanyin Sect listened to the order and slaughtered all the monks of the Righteous Dao Sect, and those who retreated died. Yan Xuan's words seemed to come out between his teeth.

In fact, there is no need for Yan Xuan Lao Dao to say, Ji Fan can also feel that there will be a bloody battle in the Xuanyin Mountain Range next, if it is a cowardly battle at this time, not to mention that it is difficult to survive in the hands of the righteous path monks, even if it is the old monster that has set off a big war among the major demon sects, it will be killed immediately.

"Ah~~~"

Miao Han and the others roared in their throats, revealing the attitude that there was no way to retreat but to step forward.

Ji Fan's face showed ruthlessness, but he regretted in his heart that he was too immature, and he wanted to use the accumulated combat power to change anything in the face of changes.

"If you rush up, you'll die!"

Ji Fan suppressed the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and took a step forward towards the south of Xuanyin Terrace.

Now Ji Fan can only hold his weak hope in the chaotic situation, so that he may still have a chance to get out.

"Little Fan ......"

The young woman in the plain skirt flashed to Ji Fan's side, but he dodged it with a ruthless face.

Ji Fan didn't want to treat his master like this, but now that the situation was so critical, he had to do it.

At this time, Ji Fan could already think that if Shizun and Shi Niang were to protect him, the two would probably die in the Xuanyin Mountain Range.

The more people there are, the stronger they are, the more likely they are to be targeted by the powerhouses of the Righteous Dao Sect, and in the face of a terrifying powerhouse like the white-haired man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Ji Fan has no confidence that he will be able to walk through a face.

Avoiding the young woman in the plain skirt, Ji Fan was not too far away, he wanted to find an opportunity to deal with it and take the two elders away in this bloody battle.

"Once the war starts, choosing to persist is dead. "Unlike ordinary monks, Ji Fan also has some hole cards that escape in the chaotic battle, so he wants to avoid this catastrophe.

"In such a battle between the two realms of righteousness and demons, no matter how strong you are, you can't support it for too long, and if you kill more people, you will naturally be targeted by the enemy's stronger people, and you also have to beware of the demon path and some strong people with deep thoughts. Ji Fan didn't dare to be careless at this time.

Ji Fan wanted to escape, but under the surveillance of several fierce old monsters in the Demon Dao, he didn't dare to act misdeeds at this time, for fear of being seen dead and having no place to be buried.

"Woo~~~"

The palpitating aura surged in the south of the Xuanyin Mountain Range, and countless colorful treasures appeared, almost occupying the sky.

"Buzz!Buzz~~~"

A huge sword wheel rose up, competing with the bright sun, and it seemed that it would spur the power of shattering rivers and mountains at any moment.

"Takashi ~~~"

The ancient vines with the thickness of a bucket were pulled up from the ground in the south of Xuanyin Terrace, like a vine realm descending, and soon changed the appearance of the vast earth.

"Bang! bang!"

A corpse appeared in the vine realm, and as the coffin opened, it revealed the yellow yaksha with fangs in it.

At the rear periphery of the vine realm, the crystal pillars seem to be triggered by someone with great power, towering to the sky, and the sword patterns circulating above are dazzling, containing extremely strong sword power.

"Those Yellow Breath Yakshas, it seems that they are nourished by the essence of copper liquid, and they are infused with the primordial spirit of the monk, and one is comparable to the strength of the Jindan period!" the young woman in the plain skirt relieved Ji Fan's frustration and whispered.

"This is really terrible, not to mention the Yellow Breath Yaksha, it is the treasure light shot of the righteous monk in the sky like mosquitoes and flies, you have to kneel down if you take a few more shots, let alone be swept away by a powerful attack!" Ji Fan's heart was clenched tightly, and he felt that in the face of such terrifying pressure, breathing began to become difficult.

Not only Ji Fan, but in the face of the battle between the righteous and demons, even the peak elders of the Xuanyin Sect were extremely nervous, and everyone had to fight desperately to survive.

"Long!Long!Long~~~"

On the war thunder rhino in the north, the exiled tribal barbarians have already beaten the barbarian drum, and even the war horn has been whined.

Seeing that the demon monks were like a tide and pressed up with the barbarians, but the war thunder rhino did not move, Ji Fan realized that in the face of this torrent, the first charge had arrived.

"Be optimistic about your master's actions, don't hesitate when you have the opportunity. Mu Huaisheng's soul words sounded in Ji Fan's mind at the right time, which made his pressure even greater.

If Ji Fan wanted to escape by himself, he would not have come back from the Shattered Mountain Range.