Shen Yi's heart suddenly changed, and he always felt that smile was very familiar.

In fact, when he saw the Demon Realm, he felt as if he had seen it somewhere, and some fragmentary strange pictures kept flashing in his mind.

However, it was clear that since three thousand years ago, the barriers between the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm had been erected, and generally no one would go to the Demon Realm through the barriers.

I read it wrong.

Shen Yiqiang galloped back calmly, and halfway through, he met Elder Qiu, who had rushed to hear the news.

Elder Qiu's face was anxious: "What about your senior brother?" ”

Shen Yi said: "Senior brother is still in place in order to drag that demon cultivator. ”

Hearing this, Elder Qiu immediately grabbed Shen Yi and hurried towards Luoyan Mountain.

When the two of them arrived at Luoyan Mountain, they saw the red-clothed Demon Venerable fighting with the elders of other righteous path sects, and there were many young righteous path disciples lying on the ground.

Elder Qiu had a fiery temper and drew the sword in his hand: "You and put your senior brother in place, I will go and kill this demon cultivator!" ”

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward.

The red-clothed demon cultivator didn't know what his origin was, but he still seemed to be at ease under the siege of more than a dozen righteous path elders, and even like a cat playing with a mouse, his moves were careless.

After Elder Qiu rushed forward, he raised his eyes slightly.

"Ming Zheng Sword? Izumo Gate? ”

Elder Qiu snorted coldly, "You demon is not yet dead!" ”

The red-clothed demon cultivator raised the sky and smiled: "Hahahaha, okay, let me see how you have grown in the three thousand years of Izumo Gate!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he waved his long sleeves, and the righteous path elders who were fighting with him just now were shaken out by him, and the weak cultivators fell to the ground and vomited blood immediately.

The red-clothed demon cultivator didn't care, and only came at Elder Qiu.

With a "bang", he pulled out a fan with a blood-red face and black bones out of nowhere, and casually stabbed the sword from Elder Qiu.

After the two of them had passed less than three moves, the people present could see that Elder Qiu was not the opponent of this demon cultivator at all.

The red-clothed demon cultivator sneered, and said mockingly: "I said that three thousand years ago, the Cloud Gate sacrificed 30,000 disciples to the heavens and invited the Qiankun Sword, how can I grow a little after three thousand years, but I didn't think that three thousand years have passed, and it is still so unsuccessful." If this battle between the righteous and demons breaks out again, will you Izumo Gate still have 30,000 disciples to invite Qiankun? ”

As he spoke, he waved the fan in his hand, and a sharp mang rushed straight towards Elder Qiu from the fan.

Elder Qiu held the Ming Zheng sword across his chest, and was knocked to the ground by this blow, "wow" spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted to the ground.

The red-clothed demon cultivator's gaze turned slightly, as if he was looking for something in the crowd.

In the end, he fixed his eyes on Shen Yi.

The red-clothed demon cultivator smiled, and it was the same smile that made Shen Yi feel familiar and strange.

It feels so strange like that......

He is a disciple of the head of the righteous path Izumo, and his master is the famous Wen Fu, how could he have any entanglement with the demon cultivator?!

Shen Yi stood up abruptly and drew the sword in his hand.

Seeing him draw his sword, the red-clothed demon cultivator put away the folding fan in his hand and walked slowly towards him.

Shen Yi raised his sword and rushed straight at him.

Seeing this, the red-clothed demon cultivator turned sideways slightly not to hurt him, restrained Shen Yi with his backhand, and opened his mouth to say something-

At this moment, a cold light flew from the distant horizon.

Feeling that his life was in danger, the red-clothed demon cultivator immediately let go of Shen Yi and took two steps back.

"Poof", before he could react, he saw that where he was standing, a sword with a snow-white body, like jade and stone, sank into the ground, and the remaining half of the sword body trembled by itself.