Time flies.

Thundered!

A loud bang came from the center of the fairyland, that is, the land of the two realms of humans and demons.

With this loud noise, the monks of the entire fairy realm couldn't help but follow the prestige......

"The gates of the Nether are opened. ”

"Poof! Nether? Who would go to the Nether? That's not self-willing. ”

"Yes! In previous years, few people opened the gate of the nether realm. I remember that there seemed to be only two of them the year before last, and they were both from the demon clan. ”

"If they didn't run fast and the gate of the Nether closed quickly, how could the masters of the Guardian Temple let them go down?

"I hope that this time the human race can stop the demon race, at least there are one or two human races in the lower realm, so that it will not cause harm to the mortals in the lower realm. ”

"I hope so!"

At this moment, the monks on the Terran side are all talking about it, but they are all just talking, and the Nether is just an argument for them before and after dinner. They don't want to go down and don't dare to go down, because for them, how hard it is to cultivate to such a level, they don't want to go to the lower realm and start from scratch. Although the strength of cultivation is quickly restored, it also requires a process in the meantime. Moreover, if you go to the lower realm, your cultivation strength will be suppressed.

So they don't want to gamble, and they don't dare to gamble.

At the same moment, in the sky over a grassland.

There were two teams of figures facing each other here, one side exuding a monstrous evil aura that made the air a little dark red, while on the other side was the human race, exuding the unique essence and purity of the human race.

In the middle sky between the human and demon races, a faint energy is coming out of it, and the space is gradually twisting.

"There are so many of you fast clans, do you all want to go to the lower realm?"

On the Terran side, three middle-aged men were the leaders, and although the aura exuded by the three of them was very quaint, it made people feel powerful oppression and suffocation. It was a green-haired middle-aged man who spoke, and these three people were the three founders of the Guardian Temple, and they were also the top existences in this fairyland.

On the opposite side of the three of them is a middle-aged man in white, who is the emperor of the demon clan, that is, Qianqiu's father!

"So what?" the middle-aged man looked at the three people opposite and said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Although these four people have reached the pinnacle of the fairyland, if they talk about real strength, the three of them together can at most be able to draw with this middle-aged man in white, so no one can help anyone, and no one can threaten anyone.

"No, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this, and how many you can go down. The green-haired middle-aged man was not angry at all, but said lightly, his face was extremely calm, and he was not afraid at all.

"What about the nether ant, why, he won't dare to go down, right? You are also so bold that you dare to shield my enemy, do you know that this ant killed my most beloved daughter. The middle-aged man continued. As he spoke, a pair of eyes also swept towards the Terran side, and he found that except for the three middle-aged men who were guarding the temple, the rest of the people behind were some Terran monks and young people guarding the temple.

The vast majority of them are pseudo-immortal realm cultivators, but they can't be discovered. Although he had never seen Yu Gen, his aura was clear to the middle-aged man.

"I said that you are also the emperor of the demon clan, and it is inevitable that there will be casualties in the battle between the juniors, since you are embarrassed to use this as an excuse to hunt down a junior!" At this time, beside the green-haired middle-aged man, another man also spoke.

"What did you say!"

When the middle-aged man in white on the opposite side heard this, his face suddenly changed, becoming very hideous and terrifying, and a strong murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body.

With a murderous aura, the whole world was eclipsed. The monks of both the human race and the demon race had difficulty breathing under this breath, and their faces were extremely pale. Some even spurted out a mouthful of blood.

You must know that the people who come here are all elites of the human and demon races, although some of them are pseudo-immortal realm cultivators, but their strength is probably enough for you to catch up with the fairyland.

"Hmph, if you want to fight, we will accompany you to the end. The green-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his eyes stared straight at the middle-aged man in white opposite.

And with his cold snort, the murderous aura that oppressed the human race suddenly disappeared.

The people in the rear exhaled slowly, and their faces returned to blood.

"Do you really think I'm afraid that you won't succeed?!" The middle-aged man in white on the opposite side was already furious, and when he heard the green-haired middle-aged man say this, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

Boom! With a full of anger, a monstrous momentum erupted from his body.

The green-haired middle-aged man and the other three glanced at each other, and their figures flashed before disappearing in front of everyone.

The next moment, it had already appeared thousands of miles in the air from where they were just now.

At the same moment, opposite them, a man dressed in white also appeared.

The reason why the four of them fought at such a high altitude was just to avoid unnecessary damage.

"It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles, so today, let the deity come and see how much progress the three of you have made. ”

The middle-aged man in white on the opposite side smiled disapprovingly, and there was a sudden fluctuation around his body, instantly turning into three men with the same appearance. The aura emanating from each man is as terrifying as the deity just now.

"One spirit and three bodies!"

The green-haired middle-aged man and the other three looked at the three middle-aged men opposite and were slightly startled.

"I didn't expect you to practice one spirit and three bodies. The green-haired middle-aged man said, and then the three of them glanced at each other, and a monstrous energy instantly burst out from the bodies of the three people, only to see that the three of them each took a step back, and instantly formed a triangular pattern.

This triangular pattern exudes a strange and mysterious atmosphere, making the whole space buzz, and there is a flash of thunder in the middle of the pattern.

"Sanqing Sigil?!"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side couldn't help but exclaim, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"It's also fun, so you can have a good time!"

The middle-aged man's tone was calm, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing an extremely strange smile.

......

Below.

Just when the four of them were confronting each other in the sky, the demons and the two clans below were already ready to move.

Five dark red figures suddenly appeared in the demon clan, and these five dark red figures all exuded a terrifying aura, and there was no doubt that they were all cultivators of the fairyland.

As soon as the five of them appeared, an invisible coercion emanated from their bodies, and they pressed towards the Terran side.

The faces of the Terrans were slightly pale, at this moment, there were only three Immortal Realm masters in front of the Terrans, and all three of them were guardians of the temple.

"Hmph, is it true that there is no one in our human race?"

At this moment, a cold snort came from the side of the Terrans, and the huge coercion that pressed on the Terrans was suddenly shattered by this cold snort.

On the other side, the five middle-aged men in red couldn't help but change their faces when they heard this cold snort.

At the same time, there was a slight fluctuation in front of the human race, and in a trance, only three white-clothed figures suddenly appeared from the space.

Of the three people, two middle-aged men, one of them was white-haired, and one was a teenager.

If Yu Qian was here, he would definitely recognize the three of them, and these three people were the sect master and great elder of the Qingyun Sect and Meng Qing.