After listening to what Xun Feng said, Shen Qingyan seemed to have some understanding, and there was a little crying and laughing in it.

"I see."

Mu Ziyu actually got the boundless inheritance, and the boundless had already seen his identity.

Therefore, Mu Ziyu was knocked unconscious by him after he got his inheritance, and he didn't tell him anything, but threw him to Xun Feng.

This battle is a vast matter, and it has nothing to do with them, time and space are chaotic, and heaven and earth have their own rules, so naturally they can't be involved.

Therefore, Wuya just brought the two of them here, and left the two of them not to ask.

How can he be a person from another world, and with the protection of the Heavenly Dao, he will not die so easily.

Of course, if he really died, it would be providential, and he would not interfere.

"Juniors, take out your momentum and follow me to punish the demons."

The middle-aged man standing in front of the Terran clan roared loudly, with a full sense of neutrality.

In the distance, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and among the dark clouds in the sky, bursts of golden light broke through the cracks in the Dao.

The light of the treasure weapon below is full of pure aura, and the battle between humans and demons shows cruelty all the time.

At this moment, the disciples are no longer children and teenagers under the wings of the elders of various sects, but on this bloody battlefield, they have completely turned into a warrior, fighting for the glory of the human race and the peace of the homeland in the rear.

Blood was dripping, the broken corpses were splashed on the stones and the ground, the earth under his feet had already been dyed red, and the blood gathered into streams, flowing from high to low, and the whole sky was filled with the smell of blood.

This is the Demon Battlefield, this is the chaotic battle, this scene crossed Shen Qingyan's eyes, making her slightly shocked.

It's not that she hasn't been on the battlefield, on the contrary, in Huaxia, and even on the battlefield of the Song Kingdom, people's battles are in front of her eyes, vividly.

At that time, she watched that scene, there was no other emotion, only peace in her heart, in the face of the death of the soldiers, she had long been accustomed to and indifferent to the separation of life and death.

But when she saw the battlefield on the battlefield, the fierce fight between humans and demons, the cruelty of the scenes, the line of defense formed by the flesh and blood, even though there were bruises all over the body, no one retreated.

They are all the pride of the sect, and everyone has everyone's pride.

They all have their own beliefs in their eyes, and no one has fallen until the last moment of their lives.

Wei Qingge's cold face was already covered with cold sweat, and he still fought with his last strength to summon bursts of thunder, kill the demon general, and protect the exhausted junior brothers and sisters behind him under his wings, even if he was exhausted, he still supported his body with the Langya Divine Sword in his hand that glowed with cold light.

Although defeated, it will never fall.

Yue Lin had already put away the cynicism on his face, and with a murderous aura all over his body, an ethereal sword rose in front of the big array, with a chilling righteousness.

The wind roared, the hair in front of him was rolled into the sky, the sword eyebrows were sharply drawn into the sideburns, the thin lips were lightly opened, and a roar went straight to the sky.

"Kill!"

The drums beat and stirred people's hearts.

The deep voice seemed to be the backbone of the battle, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed into the demon soldiers in front of him like a bolt of lightning.

Killing is not only for killing, but also for protection.

Even Mu Ying, who has always only treated interests and only pursued his own spiritual power, is now tightly sticking to the defense line in front of him and swearing to defend it to the death.

How long has this battle lasted, Shen Qingyan had no concept of time, because as early as the moment the four of them gathered, the two imperial decrees were combined into one, and they were tightly bound to the heavenly domain above, watching this thrilling war as a passerby.

The aura of heaven and earth could no longer enter their bodies, and Shen Qingyan could even feel that their aura was getting weaker and weaker, and it was gradually disappearing into this heavenly domain.

In the distance, the most eye-catching thing is the blue shadow.

Qu Wuyi's face was pale, and he stumbled over, looking at the white figure standing on a high place and manipulating the evil ghosts, he showed a light smile, and said softly,

"Awan, come back, I'll take you home."

A cyan figure met Bai Yuwan's eyes, and the blood-red pupils seemed to be crossed with a trace of confusion, and the movement was slightly stagnant.

Qu Wuyi walked forward in the sea of corpse mountains and blood, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of eyes, just looking at Bai Yuwan stupidly.

As if this was not a cruel battlefield, the corpses of the people and demons next to him fell one after another, and blood splashed on the corners of his clothes, but he didn't hear it, just walked forward step by step, as if among the moonlit flowers under the dreamless sea that year, he also walked towards her with such a light smile, step by step.

Looking at Qu Wuyi, who was strolling towards her and raising her eyes and smiling, Bai Yuwan's head seemed to explode, but it was instantly replaced by a full killing intent, and the transformation between killing intent and reason made Bai Yuwan kneel and let out a mournful shout.

At this moment, Qu Wuyi had already walked to her side, stroked her soft hair with both hands, hugged her, and said softly,

"Ah Wan, don't think about it, sleep well, sleep well, get up tomorrow and it's a new day."

In his world, there is only one Bai Yuwan at the moment, what demon war, what demon ancestor is born, and what evil ghost comes, it has nothing to do with him.

"Are you alright?"

In Qu Wuyi's arms, Bai Yuwan's pain seemed to be reduced, and a trace of clarity crossed her eyes, and in an instant, there was blood.

Qu Wuyi didn't care about the bloody color in her eyes at all, she still looked at him with a light smile, staring at these smiling eyes, Bai Yuwan's eyes had a trace of confusion.

Qu Wuyi looked at her with a smile and held her in his arms, the corners of his lips were still smiling, and his voice was still gentle.

"It's okay, Awan."

The blood intent in Bai Yuwan's eyes struggled several times, and finally retreated, leaning back in Qu Wuyi's arms, looking into the distance, staring blankly with empty eyes, and staying there like that.

Qu Wuyi felt the change of Bai Yuwan in her arms, and a satisfied smile lifted up at the corner of her mouth, she still remembered him.

His good Awan

On the hill, the two snuggled up to each other, and at this time, the ground under their feet suddenly shook for a while, the land collapsed, and there was a hidden danger of annihilation, and the black gas swept in, with a thick bloody meaning, and a hoarse voice came, with a trace of joy and madness to see the light of day,

"Kill hahahaha, the old man has finally come out, juniors, let this killing come more violently!"

When the demons saw the black gas that swept in, they immediately put down their weapons, and one by one they showed joy on their faces, and bowed respectfully to the ground.

"Welcome to His Holiness."

The neat voice came, as if it could shake the heavens and the earth, and the black gas saw this scene of the demon kneeling, and it was very useful, and immediately laughed loudly,

"Aha, I didn't expect that after the old man was in seclusion for more than a million years, the Demon Emperor still remembered that promise.

Demon soldiers, let's kill as much as you like, the old man returns, this first big gift is this rich Cangwu Spirit Continent, sent to the Demon Emperor, in order to congratulate the joy of breaking through the Dao Realm. ”

The old man's deep voice came, and with a wave of his big hand, tens of thousands of black qi rushed towards the Terran warriors.

At this moment, standing at the forefront of the great array, Wu Wu, who had been infusing the Terran warriors with spiritual blessings, a touch of anger crossed his eyes, his hands surged up, and one by one the golden seals gathered together, enlarged from his hands, like a big net, all the black evil qi was included in it, and then rebounded towards the old man.

The sword eyebrows were slightly squeezed, the boundless eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted coldly at Qiao Ye, full of anger,

"Terran scum, your tone is not small, you dare to be rampant!"

The old man looked at Wuya, his eyes narrowed, and he casually put the black qi in his hand, and then looked up to the sky and smiled, full of sarcastic ridicule, and said disdainfully,

"Rampant, stinky boy, just the years you lived, just a god returned to the realm, and you dared to move the door and get an axe in front of the deity?"

There was no ripple on Wuya's face, just a cold snort, and the disdain in his mouth was even worse,

"As a member of the Ghost Dao Clan, not only is he in the company of the Demon Clan, but he is also harming the same clan for his own selfishness, and now he does not hesitate to cause trouble to the east, and he dares to claim to be respectful for the mist of Lingzhou?"

The old man looked at Wuya, his eyes narrowed dangerously,

"It's just a shaft, and the tone is not small."