Chu Fei came belatedly from outside the hall, and looked at Dugu Yu, who was fighting against the high priest of the demon clan with the Sword Emperor, and the uneasiness in his heart suddenly eased - it seemed that Dugu Yu was between personal enmity and righteousness, and finally gave up his personal enmity temporarily.

"Okay!" He watched the demon enemy coming, and decisively summoned two other quasi-gods from the space of the gods, and struck towards the demon high priest - a strong surge of divine power formed a hurricane, and the people underground were almost unstable.

Chu Fei wore a golden mask and stood in the air and said, "Sword Emperor, let them help you fight against the invading demon clan!"

"It's you!" The Sword Emperor glanced at the golden masked man in the sky, his eyes were greatly lifted, those two masters who came to help him cultivate to the pinnacle of mortals, and they were only one foot away from the gods, at this time, with such a powerful help joining, he felt his heart surging and his confidence greatly increased.

"Okay, thank you for your help!" the Sword Emperor shouted, but he was not afraid in the face of the enemy's sudden and powerful attack, and raised his sword, and the sword was swallowed.

And at the same time, the high priest of the demon clan who was manipulated by the phoenix was blind, and the terrifying power in his sleeve had been rolled up, and black clouds were surging.

The Sword Emperor jumped up without hesitation, swinging his sword out of the air, and at this moment, the two quasi-gods in the space of the gods also came one after another, standing on the left and right of the Sword Emperor, facing the terrifying black clouds, and shot together.

The divine power exploded instantly, and the huge light produced was like a golden-red sunrise, and the sword of the Sword Emperor galloped out again from the strong and turbulent divine light, piercing through layers of black clouds, and directly taking the head of the demon high priest.

The high priest of the demon clan turned pale, but who was the phoenix that possessed him, and condensed the air with powerful magic power at the moment when the Sword Emperor attacked.

It was only a fraction of a millimeter, and when the Sword Emperor's knife was about to stab at the neck of the demon high priest, it suddenly froze.

But the two quasi-gods behind the Sword Emperor pounced on the demon high priest at the same time.

The high priest of the demon clan hurriedly changed his move in the air, and swung a palm from his sleeve, and the majestic magic power blasted out, colliding with the two divine lights that rushed in.

After that palm bombardment, the two quasi-gods suddenly retreated, and the light and shadow around them were much dimmer.

The Sword Emperor's knife rushed from behind again, the sword qi almost tore through the air, and the demon high priest spurted out a mouthful of blood in the flying gale, obviously, he was not comfortable with the previous bombardment.

Thousands of miles away, the phoenix with his eyes tightly closed spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, coughing violently, and his face was as pale as paper.

Today's battle will give him at least five more years to recover.

He snapped his eyes open and raised his fingers to the center of his brow—almost a third dark eye was about to emerge from his forehead!

At the same time, the Demon High Priest who was far away in the Jiuwei Divine Palace also opened his third eye—the moment the pitch-black demon eye opened, everyone below was alarmed, and they felt horror from the bottom of their hearts.

"Dementors!"

The knife in the Sword Emperor's hand suddenly stopped in his hand as if it was shocked.

Feng took advantage of this moment in the distance to manipulate the demon high priest to jump up suddenly, turning into a black light and fleeing into the distance.

Chu Fei knew that when it came to such a time, he had to make a move...... At least he has to pretend to be a hand, so that others will not question his cultivation.

Even if the demon high priest looked back and attacked, he could summon the only god in the space of the gods to resist, and he had something to rely on, so he was not afraid.

At the same time, Chu Fei's eyes suddenly changed, and when he stepped forward, the majestic divine power swept out, and the aura of the Great Dao spread, blocking the high priest of the demon clan from all directions.

Everyone below was almost unsteady, if they were just frightened in the black light just now, then they could only feel it under this incomparably monstrous divine power...... I want to bow my head directly!

Because the crown of the head is supreme...... God, under God, all men should bow down to their subordinates.

Thousands of miles away, Feng sat up straight in the Secluded Guard Palace, as if he could feel the intensity of the divine power in the Jiuwei Divine Palace.

For a moment, he even wanted to give up and run away...... Giving up the life of the high priest of the demon clan and testing the strength of a wave of Tianque sect masters, is it true or false, and how unfathomable is it?

But it occurred to him that he still needed the high priest to refine the elixir for him to ward off another god's thoughts.

Well, forget it this time. He manipulated the body of the demon high priest to quickly rise into the night sky and disappear.

Feng was still not at ease, afraid that the Tianque Sect Master would chase after him, so he used the Empty God Eye to shift the stars and transposition again, changed the order of the stars, and then disappeared into the void......

After all, the high priest is under his hands, and now he still has some value, and Feng can't let him die!

"The art of moving stars, stealing the sky and changing the earth!" "The Sword Emperor looked at the sky, his eyes were quite worried, "I didn't expect that even the high priest of the demon clan has learned such methods, according to legend, the highest attainment in the eyes of the demon talent?"

Chu Fei withdrew his divine power like a sea tide, flew back to Dugu Yu's side, and looked at her deeply.

"I'm sorry. Duguyu lowered his head and calmed down for a long, long time before he said these three words.

"It's good that people are okay, don't do stupid things in the future. Chu Fei looked at the strands of hair wrapped around her ears and gently untied the knot for her.

Standing on the ground and watching this scene, Dusty smiled as if self-deprecatingly, and lowered his eyes, as if he could treat it as if he didn't see anything.

At this time, Chu Fei saw Dugu Yu suddenly raise his head, and his eyes were fixed on the Sword Emperor.

The Sword Emperor was hunting in the wind in white clothes, stood with his hands in his hands, and also turned his head, first smiled at Chu Fei, and then slowly focused his gaze on Dugu Yu: "After dealing with the demon clan, it's time to talk about you—Dugu Sect Master, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between us?"

Dugu Yu looked at him, as if at this time, his hot heart gradually calmed down.

Her eyes were quite complicated, as if she couldn't see the shadow of Ah Yan in the past from this upright and middle-aged man, but ...... The patriarch of the Big Dipper God Sect once told her personally that the Sword Emperor was Ah Yan.

The ancestor's computing power and strategizing are enough to have the effect of penetrating the heavens and the earth, since he opened his mouth, it is impossible to deceive her.

Could it be that thirty years have changed so much in a person...... Or is it that the entire Ah Yan is a fictional personality of the Sword Emperor.

But there's another possibility......

"You ......" Duguyu's hand clenched gently, but his gaze was cold.

That possibility is that the ancestor deceived her.

"The Emperor of the Sword, let me ask you, where were you thirty years ago?" Dugu Yu thought for a long time, and only asked this sentence after half a sound, and there was no joy or anger in his voice.

"Thirty years ago?" the Sword Emperor was stunned, wondering what she meant by her question.

"7431 in the Canglan calendar, December 17. She said coldly, word by word, and remembered this day vividly.