At the top of the lonely peak, three hundred zhang away, all the Tianjiao who rushed to the top of the peak, all the offensive at this moment fell on Ye Shiyu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whoever takes a step forward, the crowd attacks!

But at this moment, at the moment when all the offensive will fall on Ye Shiyu.

A figure appeared in front of Ye Shiyu in an instant, dressed in white, with long hair rising in the wind, and three feet of bangs on his forehead falling in front of him.

Sword and shield!

The golden light rushed to the sky in an instant, and in front of Yan Feng and Ye Shiyu, a huge sword shield composed of golden sword qi formed, blocking all attacks.

Next to the rocky land, Ye Yu looked at Yan Feng, who was missing on the side, and then turned to look at the peak, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time as the severe wind appeared, the secluded place, the top of the holy peak, the peak scene was reflected in the Demon Venerable's dark night eyes, and the golden light filled the entire eyes.

"Hundred miles... This time, it's more like you than the last time. ”

"Night, the agreement between you and that person is still there, this hundred miles..."Zi Qing behind him said with caution in his tone.

"Don't worry, the battle between me and him will always be fair! Defeat him openly!"

At the top of Shengming Peak, Yan Feng's back fell in Ye Shiyu's eyes, but he couldn't fluctuate at all, and his figure was still heading towards the top of the mountain.

Yan Feng's sword and pestle were in front of him, and finally, the sword and shield couldn't withstand the fierce attack of many Tianjiao together, and it cracked open, and the figure quickly retreated.

"Poetry Rain?!"

Yan Feng covered his chest with his sword, blood couldn't help but flow from the corners of his mouth, with the strength of one person, it was impossible to block so many Six Saint Tianjiao!

Looking at Ye Shiyu's back, Yan Feng's eyes were full of surprise... Ye Shiyu just now, although she saw herself, she didn't seem to know her.

Ye Shiyu... What happened in the Demon Realm, why, why did she become a saint who left the Holy Sect, why... She would be so cold and heartless.

Why... She won't recognize herself!

And what Ye Yu said to him before, Ye Shiyu is similar to a woman from a thousand years ago... What the hell is going on?!

Last time, Ye Shiyu and herself were treated in the Demon Realm, was it a coincidence, or did someone do it on purpose? !

Yan Feng's speed skyrocketed, and his figure followed behind Ye Shiyu in an instant, and at the same time, those heavenly arrogances all followed.

But there was a voice that sounded at this moment: "Oh, everyone, I'm really embarrassed, let's make way for my brother today." ”

Ye Yu's figure slowly appeared from the void, and the jade staff in his hand swiped down slightly, and the white light turned into a white circle, which actually isolated the top of this lonely peak three hundred zhang.

"Ye Yu, what are you doing?!"

The Tianjiao outside all roared at Ye Yu, and even the four-tone saintess of the Thousand Illusion Sound Workshop also looked at Ye Yu in puzzlement.

But again... Some people also kept calm, after all, they could think clearly with their brains, this Ye Yu, with just such a stroke, a large group of people of themselves were even trapped.

This kind of strength has long exceeded the scope of what his own people can imagine.

The heart demon of the Poison Holy Gate frowned and looked at Ye Yu who was smiling in the white light, thinking in his heart, who is this Ye Yu?

It's really just... It's so simple to sacrifice less in the Witch Domain?!

Just after Ye Yu drew this white light enchantment, he turned to the blood-colored sky, his eyes bent into a crescent moon shape and waved his hand with a smile, as if he was greeting someone.

At the top of the Holy Peak, the corners of the Demon Venerable's mouth rose slightly at this moment.

"Night, this Ye Yu has been wandering around the Demon Realm as a young priest in the Witch Domain in recent years, what does he want to do?" Zi Qing behind him also saw this scene, and said in a condensed voice.

"Whatever he does, in the past thousand years, what he has done has been normal. Demon Venerable looked at Ye Yu who was waving at him, but he didn't care and said lightly.

At the top of the lonely peak, within the white light, Yan Feng chased closely behind Ye Shiyu.

"Shiyu, I'm Yan Feng, don't you remember me?"

Yan Feng's eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted loudly at Ye Shiyu, now he doesn't care about what happened behind him.

Suddenly, Ye Shiyu's figure stopped, tilted his head slightly, and his indifferent eyes fell into Yan Feng's eyes: "Stay away from me, otherwise, I will kill you." ”

Hearing this, Yan Feng was suddenly stunned... Is this still Ye Shiyu?

That gentle, beautiful, kind and lovely Ye Shiyu... At this point, it is long gone.

In that look, there was only cold and ruthless, Yan Feng believed that she would really do it to herself!

And at this moment, in the sea of fallen demons, the boundless black sea, the black level is not the slightest wave, but in this ocean like the Dead Sea, there is such a place, under the dark sky, there is an island.

The sky of this island is beautiful and full of life, the island is densely wooded, colorful butterflies are flying, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, like a paradise.

In this island, there is an old man standing in the middle of the island, and there is a big tree here, which can only be surrounded by dozens of people.

And beside him, there is a huge beast, five or six feet tall, fur like a tiger, but black, the neck is even more brown-gray long hair, especially the tail, there are five long tails, above the head, with a snow-white horn flat upward, the eyes are glowing with gray glow.

Ancient Desolate Beasts, Hideous!

This old man was the old demon who gave Yan Feng the nine-colored fire lotus last time, and it was he who asked Yan Feng to send a black jade to the King of Jizo, causing the six realms to be sealed for half a month.

At this moment, a dark shadow appeared behind the old demon.

"Lord Demon Lord, this is a letter from the Yin Yang Ghost Lord to you. ”

The old devil took the letter, waved his hand lightly, and the black shadow dissipated...

This black shadow, call him the Demon Lord!

In the Dragon Palace, the Ao carp and those demons also called the people above the 'demon lord'!

In other words, the difficulty of the Dragon Palace is actually not the meaning of the Demon Venerable, but the old demon... And before that, Yan Feng and the others had always thought that it was the Demon Realm Supreme who did it!

The old devil opened the letter and looked at it, and with a wave of his hand, the letter turned into ashes, and then looked up, with a smile in his eyes, and the scene reflected in his eyes was the top of the lonely peak.

"Poetry Rain!"

Yan Feng frowned, he didn't care what happened to Ye Shiyu, since the person had been found, he definitely couldn't ignore it.

The cultivation in the body was condensed, and the figure caught up with Ye Shiyu in an instant, turning into a golden sword light and falling in front of Ye Shiyu.

At this moment, the two of them are only ten zhang away from the peak, the black aurora blooms, and they can already see the demon soldiers in the aurora, it is an axe, an inky blue axe, dancing and dancing!

It is rumored that this axe is owned by the Heavenly Punishment Heaven, but for some reason, it is actually scattered here!

The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the stronger the wind raged, the long hair of the two danced with the wind, Yan Feng's mood at the moment was indescribable... Seeing Ye Shiyu again, but it was so strange!

It's hard to imagine what she's been through in the Demon Realm!

"Get out of the way. ”

Ye Shiyu looked at Yan Feng in front of him indifferently.

"Shiyu, I'll take you home. ”

A trace of blood fell from the corner of Yan Feng's mouth, and he tried to stretch out his hand, looking at Ye Shiyu at this moment, and there was an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Shiyu's eyes flashed with murder, and a purple soft sword appeared in his hand, stabbing directly at Yan Feng without the slightest hesitation.

"Shiyu, wake up! I'm Yan Feng!"

Yan Feng subconsciously lifted the sword, and the Absolute Emperor Sword was the purple soft sword that blocked Ye Shiyu, and sparks flew on the sword body.

Once she was willing to give up her life for him... At this moment, it is to draw the sword and face each other, and it is ruthless to see each other!