The abnormal performance of Lord Dafeng attracted everyone's attention, and when he heard what he said, the crowd fell silent, and some long-ago memories that were about to be forgotten slowly surfaced。。。。。。

Demons, a race that is about to be forgotten. At that time, the demon race was arrogant and domineering, its exercises were cruel and abnormal, and various methods were used to enhance strength, and the powerful demon race was dissatisfied with the status quo, frequently provoked, and even wanted to unify the continent, and finally under the leadership of the Holy Maiden Peak, the two races were killed at a great price, and rushed to the northernmost cold place of the mainland, and there was no abnormality for many years, and the time was so long that people have gradually forgotten this race, and the demon race, which was almost wiped out, became low-key, and gradually faded out of this world stage. Despite this, the high-level people and demon clans did not relax in the slightest, and they have been carefully watching the movements of the demon clan. And now the people of the demon clan actually appeared in the Qingtian Mountain Range, and they were uncharacteristically so high-profile, the hidden truth behind this made everyone present quite puzzled.

After hearing the name shouted by the Great Peak Lord, his face changed suddenly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: Could it be the Demon Clan's Great Protector of the Dharma Ambiguity? The Great Peak Lord smiled bitterly and nodded: It's him, when I was a disciple of the fourth generation, I saw him from afar in that war, and I will never forget it in my life.

Yuchen took a deep breath, glanced at the two people in the Sword Pavilion, and then said to the Great Peak Lord: It seems that this time it is difficult to escape. Immediately, Yuchen slowly floated in the air, and said to everyone present: Everyone, the human race and the demon race have not been separated since ancient times, since this person appeared here, there must be some conspiracy, in this case, even if he cultivates to the sky, I Yuchen will leave a mark for him if he fights for this old life. If we all work together, we can still have a little bit of vitality, otherwise, according to the temperament of the demon clan, I don't need to say anything, what will happen to the end, I think everyone can guess a thing or two.

Shen Qianxun and Shangguan Luo Zhen of the Sword Pavilion glanced at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, Shen Qianxun looked at the little junior sister next to him, and his tone was solemn: Luo Zhen, wait a minute, if you fight, don't fight, if you can go, go. Seeing that Shangguan Luo Zhen still wanted to say something, Shen Qianxun smiled, patted the latter's shoulder and said: You are the treasure of our Sword Pavilion, if there is anything wrong, how can I explain it to our senior brother of the Sword Pavilion. Shangguan Luozhen's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't speak.

Everyone present was moved by Yuchen's words, and one by one they held weapons and faced the giant beasts of the Optimus Mountain Range, their eyes revealing a fierce light. People are such a strange species, no matter how hard they fight, but when faced with aliens, they can give up their grievances and share the same hatred.

With the roar of the giant beast in the lead, the beasts of the Qingtian Mountain Range rushed up and pounced on everyone in the circle, the giant beast glanced at the crowd, and saw the two people in the Sword Pavilion, the beast claws flicked the huge sword marks behind him, and with a hateful look, they rushed towards Shen Qianxun and the two.

The two of them in the Sword Pavilion saw the leader of the giant beast coming in their direction, and they knew that it was to avenge the sword just now, so they didn't say much, the two looked at each other, drew their swords from behind, and greeted them.

Mu Zitian followed behind Du Xin'er at this time, flew out with a punch to the wild head that pounced on him, rubbed his numb wrist, and said to Du Xin'er: Sister Xin'er, what is the origin of this old demon ghost?

Du Xin'er shook her head and said: I don't know, I don't know much about the demons.

Mu Zitian didn't continue to ask, looking at the chaotic battle situation around him, his scalp was numb, not to mention this overwhelming herd of beasts, just the impermanence of a demon clan made the Lord of the Great Peak of Xuelao Mountain and Yuchen so jealous, plus Du Xin'er was injured at this time, if he wanted to escape smoothly, I am afraid it would be very difficult. Mu Zitian's good-looking little face was wrinkled, and a series of things made this fifteen-year-old boy feel deeply helpless, strength, or strength!

Not far away, a middle-aged man, his body rolled on the ground, he could avoid the attack of a wild beast, patted the dust on his face, revealing a rather handsome face, it was the sloppy uncle who had been fighting with Mu Zitian before. The middle-aged uncle looked at the fierce beast in front of him, and couldn't help but be angry, this damn thing, it's really a tiger falling Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and he was just humiliated by a little bastard, Lao Tzu endured it, and now even you, a brute, want to step on it, it's really uncle can bear it, and the second uncle can't bear it. Thinking like this, the uncle's face turned red, and he held a wooden stick that he picked up out of nowhere in his right hand, roared, and rushed towards the fierce beast in front of him. The momentum was so majestic that the beast on the opposite side stopped in place, its hooves pulled out of the ground, waiting for his attack. However, a few meters away from the beast, the wooden stick in his hand suddenly took off his hand and smashed towards the beast, but he suddenly turned around and ran away......

The fierce beast watched the wooden stick fly towards him, as if facing a great enemy, with all his strength, when the stick fell on the head, there was no imaginary heaven and earth aura, in the blink of an eye, the man turned his head and ran, feeling the humiliated beast angry, both hooves kicked hard, and chased towards the figure in front.

The middle-aged uncle had just run far away, and felt the sound of the air tearing behind him, knowing that the fierce beast was chasing him, and when he looked around, he suddenly saw a person's figure, and suddenly felt that the little ghost was so cute. Immediately ran towards the figure, shouting as he ran: Oh, little ghost, I can see you. Don't be afraid, Uncle will take you to fly.

Mu Zitian and Du Xin'er were dealing with a winged tiger, they heard the voice, and when they turned around, they saw that the sloppy uncle they met before was chased by a ghost-headed leopard and ran towards him, rolled his eyes, and the uncle ran to Mu Zitian out of breath, looked behind him and pointed, before he could speak, a sword light flashed, and the fierce beast fell to the ground in response, and the uncle hugged his fists and said to Du Xin'er: Little girl, you are so beautiful, and your martial arts are so strong, I didn't expect your heart to be so kind.

Du Xin'er saw that there was no trace of aura fluctuations on this person's body, pursed her lips and smiled, and then turned back and continued to deal with the impact of the beast tide.