The sky is still the same sky, and the clouds are still those clouds, although the earth is separated by bounded mountains, but in the end they are one, how can they be separated from each other?

This is what Shisanro has always doubted, and it is also something he has always wanted to figure out.

Now, when he actually set foot on the land of the Demon Domain, almost the moment he took the first step, he understood everything.

There is only one reason: hostility!

The mountains here, the water here, the birds, beasts, insects, fish, and even flowers, trees, trees and grasses here are all hostile to him!

The ground beneath his feet was so hard that it seemed to pierce the soles of his feet, and the withered grass and trees around him seemed to be trying to turn back just to give him an angry look. The difference between the scenery and the spiritual realm was not obvious, but every element in the air seemed to contain an emotion of repulsion, and they tried to crowd around him, not to welcome a visitor from afar, but to kill him!

In such an environment, Thirteen Lang had the second fear after arriving at this shijie for no reason, and shivered all over his body.

The whole shijie is all enemies!

At this time, the aura storm roared out from the canyon, sweeping out a place of refuge like the reinforcements of the Thirteen Langs. Such a violent and abundant aura, rushing out of a place of no more than a thousand meters, was overwhelmed by the endless demonic qi around it, and finally annihilated into nothingness.

Taniguchi is no different from the other side of the spiritual realm, the same manic riot, the same lifeless, the same gray and vast.

The divine thought swept over, and there were almost no living creatures in the range of thousands of meters. Thirteen Lang couldn't see farther, and it was similar to the situation in the Spirit Realm, where there was no trace of a human being until 10,000 meters away.

Realizing the problem, Jusan Lang immediately made adjustments. With the transformation of the nature of mana, he seems to be a pure demon cultivator, and his cultivation is still maintained below the foundation, neither high nor low, and it is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary.

The moment the conversion was completed, the sky changed.

The earth was full of affinity, the grass and trees changed into smiling faces in doubt, and even the reptiles and ants who worked hard to make a living became kind, on the contrary, the aura behind him immediately became furious, and rushed towards him like a sword, as if he had found a traitor and wanted to kill him on the spot.

"The battle of spirits and demons is cruel!"

With emotion surging in his heart, Thirteen Lang quickly rushed out of the range of the aura storm, away from the originally incomparably friendly air current, and then stopped.

Behind him, the violent aura rushed left and right in the boundless demonic aura, repeatedly staging the process of breakthrough and being killed, and it looked like an old general fighting in the midst of ten thousand armies, although he could not help but die of exhaustion, he still refused to take half a step back. Its tragic magnificence can almost make the heavens and the earth change color, and all things tremble.

Far away from the valley mouth, Shisanro quietly looked at the battlefield that had not changed for thousands of years, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

At this time, from the perspective of both sides, he truly experienced the kind of grudge that could not be dissolved, and this kind of grudge penetrated deep into the soul, into every inch of land and molecules, and could not be ended by man.

This is an enmity that does not share the heavens!

Shisanlang also understood the pressure and feelings faced by Demon Cultivator when he set foot on the land of the Spirit Realm. If there is a battle, I am afraid that my strength will be reduced by three percent. On second thought, the last time Tinker Bell crossed the canyon, it must have been with the help of the opportunity of the demonic energy counterattack. It is not strange that he was captured by Zhao Si under a great injury to his vitality.

Now, it's his turn to experience that feeling. The difference is that although Ding Dong is a spirit and demon body, it is still the root of the demon path after all, and Shisanlang is a positive and negative simulation, and he can't tell what category to divide into. The reason why I think that the aura is relatively peaceful is just because I stay for a long time, and it is inevitable that I will be a little close.

Seeing the situation at Taniguchi here, he could naturally think of the attitude of the people in the Demon Domain towards spiritual cultivation, and at the same time he was shocked and fearful, reminding himself in his heart to be careful and not to show his feet. ...,

After sighing a few times and sighing for a moment, Thirteen Lang cleaned up his mood, raised his head to identify the direction, and walked forward.

He had already made a good deal with Ding Dong, and the destination of this trip was three hundred miles southwest of the canyon - Mujiazhai!

At this time, Shisanlang didn't know that in the spiritual realm behind him, several events related to him were happening at the same time. The change in the Falling Spirit City caused by his single-handedness was like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples.

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Here is a waterfall.

The summer in the north comes late, and the corresponding spring also goes late, when the summer has begun, the mountains on both sides of the waterfall are still full of spring, and the terrain here is high and far, the sound of the water rumbles but does not lose the cold, there is a spring cold like the cold winter has not passed.

The white chain hangs from the top of the mountain, roaring like the roar of ten thousand horses, and the rising water vapor is like a cloud; it looks like the white silk hanging from the sky by a fairy, and it is ethereal and ethereal, but it is heroic, and it can be called a fairyland.

There must be a deep pool under the waterfall, and the white dragon swooped down from the clouds on the top of the mountain, plunged headlong into the quiet that I don't know how deep, and the song fell all the way, but it was covered by the overlapping song behind it, and finally turned into an echo that resounded through the valley. Its momentum is like thunder, the momentum is like thunder, Ling presses on people's minds and hearts, proudly sweeping away all the flashiness, leaving only a strong shock and admiration.

It's a beautiful picture!

But there are failures in the painting - almost unbearable failures!

In the open place by the pond, there is a table case that is long and wide, and the table case is calm and heavy, and I don't know how much more majestic than the one in the Sanyuan Pavilion. Looking at its appearance, if it was also on the scene during the battle of Sanyuan Pavilion that day, I am afraid that no matter how fierce the battle is, it may not be able to destroy it.

The table is so heavy because it has to bear heavy loads, just like it does now.

There's a cow on the table – a roasted, grown-up, majestic, steaming, fragrant, whole bull!

There was someone at the table, and they were eating the cow, eating the whole cow.

There are some people next to the cow eater, but compared to him, those people seem to be dwarfs and giants, and their bodies are imposing and even bright, which is not a grade at all. Even if the tiger sister-in-law is resurrected, I am afraid that it is far less majestic than this person...... Well, maybe it's fair to say that this person is not as obese.

A fat man is eating cows, and that's a failure.

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"Come on, come on, add more ingredients, put more spicy!"

The fat man bit down on the cow's mouth, gnawed off the whole fat upper lip, and chewed in his mouth while calling out to the people around him for help. A young man with clear eyebrows stepped forward, his body was not as big as the waist of a fat man, and if he talked about weight, he was afraid that it was less than one in ten.

"Big young master, it's easy to get angry if it's too spicy, it's not good for the spleen and stomach; ”

The young man smeared the blood-like dipping sauce in his hand on the cow's body, and did not forget to admonish it in his mouth, saying, "The fire spirit fruit is used as a chili pepper, which is a bit wasteful." ”

It can be seen that although the amount of food of this eldest young master is terrifying, he treats the young man quite easily, otherwise he would never dare to be so presumptuous as his own servant.

"I don't want to!"

The eldest young master's huge mouth like a sea bowl grinned, and his throat squirmed, swallowing the piece of meat tendon that couldn't be chewed indiscriminately. Xu was happy to eat, or because he was struggling, his face was red, and his oily face was rippling with an inexplicable look, like joy and sadness, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"The third brother is dead, and the second brother is also dead. I'm the only one left, brother, lonely!"

Stretching out his palm, which was not much smaller than the basin, the eldest young master casually tore off a complete corbel. The tenacious muscles and bones were not even as good as a piece of paper in his hands, and there was no room for resistance and struggle.

After nibbling on a few bites of beef, the eldest young master waved his hand to another handsome young man, took the wine bag in his arms, raised his neck and poured it like pouring water. The large sac dried up at a visible rate, as if connected to another dimension. ...,

"Alas, every time I feel lonely, I really want to eat, young master, and I can eat it very much. ”

The eldest young master handed the wine bag back to the young man, and looked up at the roaring white dragon in front of him, with a sad expression on his face.

He said: "Every time I see this side of the good water, this side is full of poetic and picturesque scenery, young master, I especially want to drink, and I can drink it very much." ”

Raising his hand and wiping his oily mouth, he said again: "Now that I am lonely and facing a good situation, how can I not eat or drink?"

Listening to the eldest young master's emotion, the two teenagers covered their lips and smiled, frowning slightly like shy girls. The young man on the left said, "Young Master, when are you going to Luoling?"

The eldest young master was slightly stunned and said, "Luoling, what are you going to do there?"

The young man on the right was Daqi and said, "The second young master and the third young master died one after another, and the elders were very angry, why don't you go and investigate?"

"Investigate what? Investigate who killed them?"

The eldest young master asked rhetorically, and then he said: "What is there to investigate here, if you die, you will die! Young master, as their eldest brother, in this place with exquisite scenery, it is just a matter of mourning and comforting their souls in the sky, why bother to find those who are uncomfortable." ”

The two teenagers exchanged glances and asked in unison, "But where is the elder......?"

"My father will inevitably be a little sad when he loses his son in old age, but if I can enter the Taoist Academy, his old man will be greatly relieved, and it will gradually fade. ”

The eldest young master's face was sad, and he said sadly: "The poor third brother is brave and tenacious, and the second brother is witty and intelligent, and they are far better than brothers. Now that the two of them have left their hands, they have ended up at ease, but they have to mourn and change for their brothers, and they have to bear the heavy responsibility of fulfilling filial piety for the elders and winning glory for the sect. ”

"Alas, two brothers, how can you afford to be a brother!"

Xu was overly grieved, and the eldest young master felt lonely again, grabbed the cow leg and chewed it violently, and in a moment there was only a bare leg bone, which was cleaner than a dog's gnaw.

The two teenagers grinned and handed him the wine, and the young man on the left said with relief: "The young master is very right. The door of the Daoyuan Mountain is about to open, and the young master should never be distracted for the sake of big things. Besides, the two alliances of Dao and Zhan and Guan Nei have already expressed concern about this matter, and there is still nothing to find out. The young master's cultivation with peace of mind is the greatest comfort to the elders and the sect. ”

The young man on the right also said: "The eldest young master has a bodhisattva's heart, if God has eyes, he will have to enter the inner door of the Taoist courtyard as he wishes." ”

"Hehe, well said, well said!"

The eldest young master's face showed a smile, and he twisted the young man's cheek casually, and said in a gentle tone: "But there is one thing, what you said is not right. ”

The two teenagers asked in unison, "What's the matter?"

The eldest young master didn't answer them, and turned his head to look at the mist of crisp green and mist, and there was a flash of essence in his eyes. At that moment, he seemed to have completely become a different person, not half greedy and exaggerated, only ruthless and vicious.

This temperament only lasted for a moment, and he returned to his original state, and he became the kind and greedy again, and even a little honest.

The two teenagers seemed to be unaware, tugging at the placket of the eldest young master's clothes, urging him to explain his questions like coquettishness. Forced to be helpless, the eldest young master squeezed his eyes, and said in a mysterious tone: "In this shijie, God has no eyes, you don't know!"

The two young men were stunned, pursed their lips and said, "God has eyes, how did the young master know?

This is a lot of ridicule, and with their identity, it is really too presumptuous. The eldest young master was not angry at all, he laughed a few times and said, "Of course I know, God doesn't have long eyes. ”

"God has no eyes, I'm sure!"

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