Xing Yu opened his mouth and spit out a ball of clear qi, and then split into two, and two other Xing Yu appeared in front of Xing Yu, although they were transformed by clear qi, they were the same as him.

The three Xing Yu looked at each other, showing the same smile to each other, and at the same time, the aura emanating from their bodies was exactly the same, and their strength was the same.

This is the exercise that Xing Yu learned in that bronze statue.

Taoism is unlearned, one gas and three clears.

With a wave of his big hand, the two Xing Yu in front of him turned into a breath of qi and dissipated in the air, Xing Yu's body turned to look at the bronze statue in front of him, and bowed his head.

Xing Yu knew that the village he had just experienced was in this dilapidated bronze statue, and the old man riding the bull was the owner of the bronze statue, and that village was the small world created by the old man.

Between the physical and the illusory, the technique used by the old man was the one qi transformation and three clearings technique he was now performing, but it was more esoteric than Xing Yu.

In fact, this technique of gasification and three clearings is a set of esoteric exercises, Xing Yu has not fully learned it, but he has only mastered some of the secret techniques he needs, as for the rest, it is not of much use to him.

As for the identity of the old man, although Xing Yu didn't know who the old man was, he was sure that he must be a Taoist master, leaving the world of red dust and living in the world "created" by himself in the bronze statue. He is living in seclusion, saying that it is ugly, clearly escaping, escaping from reality, and living in his own fantasy world.

As for the green cow beside the old man, it was the legendary green cow when Xing Yu was in Woniu Town, and the two were also somewhat fateful, so they met here.

Xing Yu didn't take a souvenir, turned around and walked out of the Taoist temple, at this time the sky was getting brighter, after a night of heavy rain to clean the whole land cleaned a lot, the air was filled with the unique fragrance after the rain, as long as you took a breath hard, it can make people refreshed and wipe away fatigue.

"It would be nice if the air was so fresh forever. ”

Xing Yu's sigh remained in the small Taoist temple, and the person had already left.

......

At this moment, the land of Kyushu has already been full of wolf smoke, and a huge dark cloud almost covers half of the land of Kyushu, and from a distance, it looks like a big demon is bending down and looking down on the land of Kyushu.

During Xing Yu's absence, the Xing family and other first-class forces led the Kyushu monks to engage in several confrontations with the demons, among which there were fewer victories and more defeats, and there were heavy casualties, and people were panicked for a while.

Although there are many monks in the land of Kyushu, they are not united with each other, lack a cohesive force, and many forces have rebelled, becoming lackeys of the demon clan, and also containing a large number of Kyushu monks.

And more importantly, the supreme combat power here, although there is also a ninth-level power on the land of Kyushu, it is not the opponent of the demon powerhouse, especially a demon young man in red, his cultivation has reached a terrifying point, and even the ninth-level peak powerhouse can be easily killed.

After several battles and the loss of six ninth-level peak powerhouses, the Kyushu army was finally able to determine that the cultivation of the red-clothed young man had already stepped out of the ninth-level category with one foot, and according to the cultivation of the human race, it belonged to the half-step immortal realm.

Although it is only a half-step, it is stained with an immortal character, and it has already escaped the category of monks.

The land of Kyushu has not seen immortals for thousands of years, and many ninth-level peak powerhouses have not been able to break through, and finally end up depressed, this is the sorrow of the Kyushu human race, and it is also the fundamental reason why the demon race dares to attack, a half-step immortal is enough to sweep the land of Kyushu today.

"Is the mansion master back?"

The powerhouses of the Falling Heaven Mansion didn't know how many times they asked, Xing Yun shook his head, he had already sent a lot of messages to Xing Yu, but they were all lost in the sea, and he never got a reply.

He only knew that Xing Yu was traveling and planning to find an opportunity to break through to the peak of the ninth level, but he didn't know where he was or whether he was successful or not.

And even if Xing Yu really broke through to the peak of the ninth level, what could he do?

In the battle with the demons, the land of Kyushu has fallen several ninth-level peak powerhouses, among these people are the old strong, there are the newly rising Tianjiao, and then they can't accept the attack of the red-clothed youth, so that the Kyushu monks have been hit again and again, and now their morale is completely gone.

The attack of the demon clan was very fierce, and in just a few days, it had already swallowed a large amount of land, and it had also absorbed a lot of spineless Kyushu monks, and the momentum was huge, and all the places they passed were razed to the ground, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Woo......

The poignant horn sounded on the land of Kyushu, this is the rallying cry of the Falling Heavenly Mansion, and now it is blowing to mark a crisis in the land of Kyushu, and there is no way to retreat, only to fight against the water.

Leading the army of the Falling Heaven Mansion this time were the ancestors of the Xing family, the vice president and others, and almost all the strong people in Kyushu who were built in the city appeared, forming an opposition to the demon army, but the number was not superior.

"Terran ants, surrender or die?"

Indifferent words came out of the huge demon cloud, and a cold-blooded evil aura instantly spread across the entire land, as if there was a huge wave of corpses and blood in the demon cloud, and the oppressive and bloody aura made everyone's hearts blocked, and there was a mood of irritability and fear.

In the face of this catastrophe, almost everyone has no illusions, and a young man in red alone overwhelms everyone, like an insurmountable mountain, and his heart is full of gloom.

Airplanes......

The sky was full of warships and spells that bombarded the demon cloud, and suddenly there was an evil roar, as if the demon cloud was a huge life form condensed by countless lives.

The attack just now gathered the strongest attacks of all forces, and it was very strong, even if it was as strong as an existence like Demon Cloud, it was torn apart by life, turning into countless black air masses, floating into the distance.

"No, defend quickly. ”

The fifth ancestor of the Xing family roared loudly, seeing something unusual.

Sure enough, the shattered demon cloud turned into thousands of black air masses and flew away like locusts, and it turned into a hideous face, like a terrible ghost, and rushed towards the monks in Kyushu.

Even the powerful energy of the warship could not stop it, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the army of monks, engaged in a frantic battle.

The two armies that originally thought that they would face off for a long time fought together without warning, and the demon army dispatched the renegade Kyushu monks as cannon fodder, and there were tens of millions of people when the two sides fought together, and the battlefield stretched for many miles, and the momentum was huge.

After the first attack, the shattered demon cloud flew back into the air, forming a demon cloud form again, surging demonic qi to the heavens and the earth, helping the demon army to continuously recover its vitality and suppress the Kyushu monks at the same time.

In addition to the number of people in a war, the more important thing is the high-end combat power, after all, the combat power of a ninth-level power is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of ordinary monks, so the battle between the great powers is the most important thing.

Anyone who has ten miles to fight in the air is a great power, of which the seventh and eighth level are the majority, and although the ninth level is like a rarity, there are also some.

The forces such as Yaochi, Dilong Academy, Xing Family, and Wuxingmen can still maintain a battle formation, and the other scattered cultivators are completely on a rampage.

In mid-air, the old woman of Yaochi, the fifth ancestor of the Xing family, the one-armed youth of the Five Elements Sect, the vice president and other strong people were inseparable from the power of the demon clan, and as soon as they came up, they used all their strength, eager to kill the other party in an instant.

The only fortunate thing, and what is disturbing, is that under the demon cloud of the demon race, the red-clothed young man in the half-step immortal realm has not yet participated in the battle, and is sitting on a blood-colored tiger and watching the battlefield carelessly.

It seems that the battlefield of tens of millions of people is just child's play in his eyes, with indifference and innate arrogance, whether it is strength or vision, it is not comparable to the Kyushu monks.

"The City Lord's Mansion that has disappeared for 10,000 years has actually appeared, but it hasn't made a move, what are you waiting for?" the young man in red muttered to himself, his eyes flashed, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I know, you don't dare to make a move." ”

"In that case, I have nothing to fear, let me fulfill the wishes of my ancestors. ”

The red-clothed young man leisurely rode the blood-colored tiger towards the sky, as if there was an invisible ladder under his feet, and with each step he fell, the breath on his body exploded, and at the same time, the demon clouds above continued to move forward with him. It seems to cover the entire battlefield.

The black cloud pressure made all the monks depressed, and they only felt that their qi and blood were unstable, and even Yuan Li felt stuck.

When people saw the red-clothed young man approaching, the haze in their hearts became more and more neutral, and even the fighting spirit was fading, even the five ancestors of the Xing family and the young man with a broken arm and other strong people had solemn faces, half-step immortals, how could they fight?

"Sorry, I'm late. ”

Just when everyone was nervous, a hearty word came, and then, all the strong people felt a strong aura from far and near, and they looked up one after another.

Here, a young man in white was coming slowly, and every step he took appeared a hundred feet away, shrinking into inches.

In particular, after this young man appeared, on the ladder of the Emperor Dragon Academy, a burst of golden light rose violently, instantly shining in all directions, and a "saint" word hung on the young man's head, exuding a dazzling golden glow, shaking back the approaching demon cloud, forming a clear golden and black trend.

It's like a god facing a demon.

"Mansion Master. ”

"Xing Yu. ”

"Seven generations of King Inheritor?"

"The ...... of the Dragons"

For a while, all kinds of salutations resounded in all directions, and everyone's hearts shook slightly when they saw Xing Yu, especially when they saw the golden holy word, the haze in their hearts was swept away, and under the blessing of Jin Mang, the blood boiled, and a sense of pride arose.

"For the sake of the ground under our feet and our loved ones, let's fight, and never die. ”

Xing Yu didn't have an impassioned slogan, a simple sentence resounded in all directions under the wrapping of Yuan Li, and at the same time, the holy word shone brighter, and soon fought against the demon cloud.

"Fight!"

"Never Die......"

When Xing Yu appeared, when all the monks felt the breath of the human king, their momentum immediately condensed, even if the demons standing opposite were still half-step immortal realms, they dared to fight.

Just like the six generations of kings back then, he dared to draw his sword to the sky and swung his fist at God, even if the opponent was powerful and terrible, he still destroyed and turned despair into a miracle.

"You're a candidate for the Six Generations of Kings? Then kill you, and let them lose this ridiculous backbone. ”

The young man in red was still arrogant, and after glancing at Xing Yu lightly, he pointed out......