Not to mention Feng Luochen, he is heading towards the Demon God Mountain. At this time, at the top of the fairy world, in the main hall of the Heavenly Palace on the clouds.

Jian Beichen was standing with his head down, his face full of grievance and unwillingness. Jian Taixu sat on the throne, although he did not speak, but the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing.

"Master, I..."

"Shut up, you useless thing. The face of my Heavenly Palace on the clouds has been lost by you. Jian Beichen just wanted to speak, but he didn't expect it to be ushered in, and Jian Taixu scolded him.

With the means of sword Taixu, it is naturally not difficult to know everything that has happened in the human world. He would never have thought that the strength of sealing the Emperor Realm Triple Heaven with the sword Beichen would be helpless, and he would seal the Emperor Realm in half a step.

"Hmph, I can't imagine that Benjun's disciple can't be defeated, that guy's heir. Jian Beichen, Jian Beichen, you really disappointed Benjun. You don't have to say that you didn't lose. His cultivation is so inferior to you, and if you fight to a draw, then you lose. ”

Benjun didn't expect that the Terran kid that day would be the descendant of that guy. Knowing this, under the Leifeng Pagoda that day, Benjun should have killed him. Now that he knows his identity, Benjun is not rash and bullies his juniors again. "The guy in Jian Taixu's mouth is naturally the Heavenly Sword Emperor.

At this time, a light of hatred flashed in his eyes. Between the Heavenly Sword Emperor and the Sword Taixu, it can be said that the hatred is as deep as the sea.

Between them, there is not only the hatred of taking away their wives. The Heavenly Sword Emperor is more like a mountain, suppressing the sword Taixu for a lifetime.

"Hmph, compared to your useless thing, Shen Xiangyun didn't disappoint Benjun. At this time, Su Xin'er was on her way back to the fairy world. The face of my Heavenly Palace on the clouds can be regarded as temporarily preserved. Otherwise, if the fiancée of the heir of the immortal monarch eloped with someone. Then if I go to the Heavenly Palace in the clouds, I will inevitably become the laughing stock of the Six Realms. ”

"With Shen Xiangyun's means, presumably in half a year, you will be able to marry Su Xin'er. During this time, I will teach you well. The face you have lost has to be fought for back. After half a year, if you don't make great progress, don't be my apprentice who is too weak. ”

"The shame of the defeat of Long Xiaoyao and Feng Jiutian, the hatred of that kid for taking his wife, I hope you will keep it firmly in your heart. In the past six months, I will do my best to attack you. When you are crippled, you will be healed. Between this line of life and death, I want to see if you can continue to break through yourself. The sword was too weak and cold, and he glanced at Jian Beichen.

There was also a flash in his eyes, and a trace of hatred made of iron not steel. I saw him wave his sleeves, and he and Jian Beichen appeared in an instant, in the midst of ice and snow.

There was heavy snow all around, and even though Jian Beichen had the cultivation of the Triple Heaven of the Emperor Realm, he also felt a chill to his bones.

"This place, you must have heard of it, this is an extremely cold purgatory. Beichen, you not only need to use your luck to contend with this extremely cold force. You'll also need to face a stormy attack. Although you will not die, the feeling between life and death will be extraordinarily real. Jian Taixu smiled coldly, and then took out his sword towards Jian Beichen.

I saw snowflakes and sword shadows flying in the sky, and in just a few moments, Jian Beichen was blurred with blood and flesh and lay in the snow.

Jian Taixu flicked his sleeve lightly, and an extremely strong immortal power poured into his body. With the help of Jian Taixu's immortal power, the wounds on Jian Beichen's body are also slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Jian Beichen recovered as before, Jian Taixu continued to draw his sword towards him. In this encounter, Jian Beichen only supported for a few more moments, and then his flesh and blood were blurred, lying in the snow.

Jian Taixu continued to use his immortal power to treat Jian Beichen's injuries. Immediately afterwards, a new round of unilateral ravages also began.

Jian Beichen was seriously injured again and again, and healed again and again. Although he does not have to worry about his life, the pain of this flesh is extremely real and unbearable.

"Beichen, if you have to endure hardship, you will become a master. Only in the thought of life and death can we stimulate our own potential. If you don't want to be beaten, use your brain to beat me. Jian Taixu's cold words came into Jian Beichen's ears.

When Jian Beichen heard this, he was also speechless for a while. Although Jian Taixu suppressed his cultivation, every time his strength increased, Jian Taixu would also increase his strength.

With Jian Taixu's cultivation, it was impossible for Jian Beichen to defeat him at all. However, under such cruel tempering, Jian Beichen's strength has also made a qualitative leap.

He didn't want to suffer from this flesh and skin, so he could only find ways to constantly seek breakthroughs. Although every time he fought, he couldn't escape the bloody ending.

But the time he insisted on it was getting longer and longer.

"The disciple of this monarch must not lose to the descendant of the Heavenly Sword Emperor. Beichen, after you get out, you will definitely fight for your lost face. In the past half a year, let Benjun see how much you can improve. The voice of Jian Taixu, mixed with Jian Beichen's screams, echoed in the extremely cold purgatory.

Jian Taixu's bloody destruction was actually another confrontation between him and the Heavenly Sword Emperor. Even though he was no match for the Heavenly Sword Emperor, his disciple could never lose to the other party's descendants.

As we all know, the capital of the demon world is Bauhinia City. Most of the people of the Dragon Clan live on the Nine Dragons Mountain in Bauhinia City.

And the capital of the Feng clan is called the capital of the phoenix. In the center of the Phoenix City is the residence of the Phoenix royal family----- Phoenix Shrine.

At this time, in the Phoenix Divine Palace, Feng Jiutian was standing with his hands in his hands. In front of him was a golden pagoda.

This pagoda is the forbidden place of the Feng clan----- Nirvana Divine Tower. Legend has it that in the Nirvana Divine Tower, there are countless martial arts of the ancestors of the Feng clan.

Only those who are destined can get it. The predecessors of the Feng clan, before the deadline is approaching, will choose Nirvana one after another.

The success rate of Phoenix Nirvana, although small and pitiful, is always better than sitting still. Before Nirvana, they would seal all their exercises and divine weapons into this Nirvana Divine Tower.

Even if those predecessors failed to achieve nirvana, their inheritance could be preserved. The descendants of the Feng clan can all enter the Nirvana Divine Pagoda for training.

Those peerless exercises were sealed in their divine weapons by those predecessors. Divine soldiers all have spirituality, and they will choose their own descendants of the Feng clan who are compatible with them.

In the battle of Emei Jinding that day, the Feng clan can be said to be the final big winner. Feng Jinglei not only defeated the three emperors of the sun, the moon, and the stars, but also defeated the sword emperor Xiahou Wu.

Even Feng Fangfei, who has been dead for thousands of years, has returned to the Feng clan. The Feng clan was suddenly shocked, and it can be said that it is unique for a while.

It's just that Feng Jiutian's heart is extremely aggrieved. Even though he defeated Jian Beichen, he was crushed by the three deities of the sun, moon, and stars.

If it weren't for Feng Jinglei's timely appearance, he would probably have fallen into the human world. At this time, Feng Jiutian wanted to enter this Nirvana Divine Tower.

He tried to find a chance and in doing so, to strengthen himself. He smiled unruly, and there was a deep confidence in his eyes.

With his hands on his back, he immediately stepped into the Nirvana Divine Tower. In the Demon God Mountain, there is a strange dense forest.

In the midst of this dense forest, there was a blood-red mist rising. This dense forest is extremely mysterious, and it seems to contain boundless murderous energy.

And in the blood-red mist, there was a faint sound of shouting and killing. At this time, I saw a thin young man, who suddenly appeared in the sky above this dense forest.

However, the strange thing is that the posture of this young man is very strange. He wasn't standing, he wasn't lying on his stomach.

He was hunched over his waist, as if he had a large, invisible hand holding the back of his neck. This young man seems to have been imprisoned.

No matter how much he struggles, he can't get out of control. His face was full of pleading, but he was eventually thrown into the forest.

Immediately afterward, the young man's wail came from the dense forest.

"Father, just spare me, I beg you."

"You little monkey cub who is not angry, you dare to talk nonsense. The people Long Xiaoyao and Feng Jiutian have broken through to the Triple Heaven of the Emperor Realm for more than a long time. Just you, this kid, are still in the second heaven of the Emperor Realm. My grandson's face has been lost by you. ”

"During the years of my grandson's retreat, you know how to eat, drink and be merry. When my grandson is out of the customs, you are still drinking with that kid Long Xiaoyao. This time, if you don't break this bloodthirsty killing array, see if my grandson doesn't break your legs. "A strange and dark world, surrounded by gusts of gloomy winds.

The cloudy wind is coming, causing a chill to rise for no reason. The dark world is full of screams.

There are also countless wandering spirits, floating around. This place is the mysterious and strange underworld. Somewhere in the underworld, there is a blood-red vortex.

In front of this whirlpool, two black-robed men were standing side by side. One of them was a handsome young man.

He had eerily long, gray-white hair, and his face was pale and bloodless. But his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

There was also a faint flame shining inside. The other person is an evil middle-aged man.

I saw that his temples were white, his hooked nose and thin lips, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. Although his body is very thin, he gives people a strong sense of oppression.

His eyes were like black holes, and people couldn't help but get lost in them.

"Wang'er, these eighteen layers of hell are not easy to break into, you should be careful."

"Father, don't worry, the son is gone." The gray-haired young man smiled slightly, and then jumped into the blood-red vortex.

As he entered, there were terrible screams from inside. These two black-robed men are none other than the Hades King Jiuyou and the Prince Huangquan.

Maybe it's in the dark, and it has its own fixed number. The proud sons of heaven from all walks of life are working hard to strengthen themselves at this time.

Perhaps this is also a sign that a storm is coming. The so-called mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, maybe this seemingly calm Six Realms is going to be chaotic again.