As soon as the old figure in the air appeared, the entire Demon Swing Mountain began to tremble violently. Countless flying sand and rocks quickly broke through, and the surrounding surging demonic qi surged into the sky, forming a huge whirlpool in the air, soaring straight into the sky.

The old smiling figure slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the whirlpool in the air. The whirlpool stopped abruptly, slowly melting, and finally condensed into an earthy yellow throne the size of a zhang. The figure sat down on the throne. Suddenly, the strong coercion that originally belonged to the Divine Source Magic Mirror was brutally polished.

The people who were active in the Demon Swing Mountain immediately felt a lightness on their bodies, and the huge pressure that originally covered their bodies quickly disappeared. Everyone in the Shenye Mansion was overjoyed, and Xiaoyaozi, who was the leader, said respectfully to the air: "Ancestor, I ......." ”

The old figure sitting on the throne glanced at him lightly and said, "Your matter will be talked about later, and this matter of the Demon Dang Mountain Desolate Realm will be solved first." ”

"Yes, Ancestor. Xiaoyaozi's face darkened and he stopped talking. The Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion once again aimed his gaze at the pitch-black hall in the Demon Dang Mountain.

The face of the Demon Saint Venerable became more and more gloomy, and he said coldly: "The deity thinks that what he has done is seamless, how did you find out about the old monster?" He pressed his right hand forward, and the Divine Source Demon Mirror that was constantly stirring in the air immediately accelerated its movement, and the energy pressure projected out was greater than any previous time.

The Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion looked at his actions, and said with a slight smile: "The speed of the Divine Source Magic Mirror is getting faster and faster, you are going to jump off the wall in a hurry, and you want to open the wasteland before all the big forces in the Yunlin Continent are discovered." It seems that this opening of the wasteland is really extraordinary, and it is worth the price you have to spend just to get a head start. ”

The Demon Venerable didn't pay attention to him, but just paid attention to the situation of the desolate realm wholeheartedly. The Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion continued: "It's a pity that you miscalculated, all the big and small forces currently stationed in Yuanshui City have basically known about your moves, if I expected, they are already on their way to Modang Mountain at this moment." It's just that I'm faster, one step ahead of them. ”

"What?" Demon Saint Venerable's originally calm face changed color when he heard this. His face suddenly became extremely hideous. The palm holding the Divine Source Demon Mirror suddenly stopped, and an endless murderous aura crossed his eyes.

The Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion continued to smile and said, "It's a little late to be angry now, and you don't want to think about it, when did my Divine Night Mansion and several other super forces start investigating your Demon Dang Mountain." Since then, I've been staring at the movement of the wasteland. How can we be so fooled? Your demons, including yours, are under our watch. ”

"Don't say anything about the other big forces, just my Shenye Mansion has already discovered your plan. But the top brass of my government deliberately did not come to disturb you, and let your plan go ahead. Because the wasteland opened early, it is also beneficial to us. And now, our "common" goal seems to be about to be achieved, and at present, you are also difficult to ride a tiger, and this wasteland must be opened, and it must be opened if it is not opened. The big army is still to come. After speaking, his figure flashed again, and he approached the area of Modang Mountain infinitely.

He said to Ouyang Yizi in the Demon Dang Mountain: "Yizi is ready, the wasteland is about to open, when the time comes, you must be the first batch of genius disciples to enter the wasteland, so that you can meet the junior brothers and sisters behind." You, Elder Shuli, are behind you, leading them to hurry here. Remember, this opening of the desolate realm is very important, and it will even affect the luck of our house for hundreds of years to come. Don't lose the opportunity. By the end, his voice had become a little heavy.

"Yes, old ancestor, a son will not let the old ancestor down. Ouyang Yizi took a step forward and replied firmly.

When the Old Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion heard this, he smiled with satisfaction. On the other hand, the Demon Saint Venerable's face became more and more hideous, and he shouted: "Foolish people talk about dreams, how can the fruits of the deity's hard work be so easy to share. If you want to get a piece of the pie, you can! Ask the deity if the Divine Source Magic Mirror in his hand agrees. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, and in an instant, a murderous aura poured out from his body, overwhelmingly rushing forward. Quickly in front of him, a red-blooded blade hundreds of zhang long was formed.

It continued to spin in mid-air, and then rushed towards the Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion. Although the blood blade is relatively simple and monotonous, anyone with a discerning eye can see how terrifying and heart-wrenching terrifying power it contains.

Everywhere he passed, the space collapsed, and all the demonic qi that was rushing in the Demon Swing Mountain was wiped out, revealing a white, transparent void. And under the reflection and contrast of these hollows, the blood blade is even more terrifying.

Facing the rushing hundred-zhang blood blade, the ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion was at ease. He gently lifted his palm and slapped it forward. A soft strong wind resisted, and it was very easy and natural, crushing the hundred-zhang-long bloody blade, turning it into nothing.

The Demon Saint Venerable smiled gloomily, flipped over the Divine Source Demon Mirror in his hand, pressed it with his right hand, and suddenly, a huge blood handprint quickly condensed in the air, revealing endless blood light and coercion outward. Towards the disciples of the Shenye Mansion below, he pressed it for a long time.

He said with a cold smile on his mouth: "You pinned your hopes on the younger generation of your Shenye Mansion, but the deity didn't let you get your wish." I just want to kill all the ordinary disciples of your Shenye Mansion. See what you old monster can do?" said him, and the sinister laughter on his lips was even worse.

At the same time, many high-level demons in the Demon Dang Mountain poured out, forming an extremely strange formation, surrounding the Divine Night Mansion Ancestor in the middle. They all pointed to the sky, divided into eight directions, forming eight pillars of black energy light. The black light of energy that flashed out turned into an oval-shaped black shield, tightly wrapping the Divine Night Mansion Ancestor.

At the same time, the palm of the Demon Saint Venerable was towards the Divine Source Magic Mirror, and the volume of the Magic Mirror skyrocketed again, shooting out ten thousand black rays of light. The thick and powerful energy beam also shrouded towards the Divine Night Mansion Ancestor. and the eight jet-black beams of energy, converged.

The Ancestor of the Divine Night Mansion looked at the many high-level demons standing around him, and then at the energy beam that was stirred up by the Divine Source Demon Mirror. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for many years, but the overall strength of your Demon Dang Mountain has become a lot stronger." The number of high-level demons in the clan has increased a lot. This is indeed much stronger than my Divine Night Mansion. And this Divine Source Magic Mirror, the power is still the same as it was back then!"

"At the beginning, a few of our old monsters shot together, ready to wipe out the Demon Dang Mountain. At that time, you were holding this artifact and relying on the geographical advantage to repel us! Otherwise, this Demon Dang Mountain would not have existed in the world until now. And now, after so many years, seeing this magic mirror again, the old man's heart is also excited! After all, I'm not standing still for such a long time. There is still progress. As he spoke, his palm moved slightly, and he was about to attack the high-level demons around him, as well as the Divine Source Demon Mirror.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the air, and an extremely rich golden light appeared in the air, constantly beating. The golden light constantly changed shape, like lightning in the sky, and the sound was loud, which surprised everyone below. Even the Divine Night Mansion Ancestor and the Demon Saint Venerable couldn't help but stop the movements in their hands, and they looked sideways.

The golden light trembled again, and a powerful brilliance rose into the sky, directly shattering the countless layers of space around it.

"Boom", there, as if a peerless master appeared, and gradually outward, a terrifying aura was diffused. The terrifying thing is that the intensity of this aura is not in the slightest below the Divine Night Mansion Ancestor and the Demon Saint Venerable.

Finally, with a flash of golden light, a tall figure dressed in golden armor and covered in gold appeared in the air. He held the spear in his hand, and his whole body exuded a golden light that was extremely rich. It's like an endless sun in the sky that will never fall.

Waves of terrifying energy fluctuated, stirring away. He shouted loudly: "Fighting with the Divine Source Demon Mirror, how can you miss me." You have a little hard time dealing with that Saint Venerable and the Divine Source Demon Mirror alone, let's go up together!" The sound rolled, spreading rapidly across the sky, exploding like thunder. "Bastard thing. As soon as he saw this person appear, the face of the Demon Saint Venerable turned extremely blue.

"This is another Sword Saint! Look at the energy coercion floating on his body, he is not under the Old Ancestor and that Demon Saint Venerable in the slightest. At this time, a total of three Sword Saints had gathered in the Demon Swing Mountain. Next, there's a good show. The battle between the three sword saints is bound to be earth-shattering. "Someone among the disciples of the Divine Night Mansion said.

Xiaoyaozi turned his head and glared at the disciple who had spoken. The disciple suddenly realized that he had lost his temper, lowered his head, and said no more.

"Elder Taishang of the Huaxia Imperial Family, Huang Yan. I didn't expect you to come and join in the fun. The Demon Saint Venerable said coldly.

"Hehe, it's down there. This is serious, the wilderness has always been opened, and my Chinese royal family is one of the participating forces. This time is no exception, and I am the leader of my Chinese royal family this time. As he spoke, Huang Yan's long sleeves waved slightly, and suddenly behind him, more than a dozen young people wearing golden armor suddenly appeared. "These are the young heroes who will participate in the opening of the wasteland this time. All of them are the pride of heaven in the country, dominating the younger generation. Look at it, how is it compared to the young man of your Demon Mountain?"

Below, Ouyang Yizi, who was standing among the disciples of the Divine Night Mansion, slowly swept his gaze over the dozen or so people. There was a solemn look on his face. Because he felt it with his qi machine, he couldn't see through any of these dozen people. Especially the leader one, the breath in his body is as deep as the sea. What does this mean, it shows that the real strength of the dozen or so young heroes of the Huaxia Imperial Family is not much worse than him. Especially the leading one, maybe the strength is much stronger than him. This lineup is indeed a notch stronger than the Shenye Mansion. It is worthy of being a royal family of a country, and the young heroes who can be mobilized are incomparable. It's not an ordinary sect force that can be compared to it.

Ouyang Yizi looked at the two Sword Saints floating in the air, and then at the pitch-black hall in the depths of the Demon Dang Mountain, his eyes flickering.