"What's going on with this battle?"

Shen Yu asked.

If it's something else, forget it, but when it comes to the Demon Domain Demon Clan, Shen Yu still doesn't allow things that he didn't expect.

Yun Qing sat on a chair casually, looked at the chessboard, supported her chin with her hand, and said, "He's a good guy, so I won."

Hui Ke touched his head and said helplessly: "Yun Shi's main cultivation is strong, and his methods are also domineering, although I can resist, but there is also no way to win, but Yun Shi's master said that as long as she doesn't die, she will keep fighting, so I took the initiative to admit defeat."

Monk Hui Ke smiled honestly and said, "But Master Yun's strength is the most peculiar I have ever seen in my life, and I really don't know how to fight, so I'm relieved to have her on the field."

Hearing this, Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although the Vajra of the Buddha Vajra Realm is not bad, it is a common knowledge in the cultivation world, and it is well known that the monk Hui Ke is not very good at fighting.

But if it is really when the lethality of the Hui Ke monk is not good, then it is estimated that the brain is really in the water, and the power of the Buddha's angry eyes can be said to be the most clear among the three sects.

"Amitabha, Lord Yun said that he was your friend, since the friends are reunited, then you can talk first." Monk Hui Ke stood up and prepared to leave here.

Yun Qing frowned slightly, and said, "This game of chess is not played like this?"

"Reunion of friends is naturally more important than playing chess." Hui Ke looked sincere.

"Monks don't speak." Yun Qing sneered.

Hui Ke smiled and said, "Monks also need to be faceless."

No matter what it is, if you lose two games in a day, you really don't want to be a Buddha in Lingyin Temple!

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left.

Shen Yu sat in the position of Hui Ke monk, silently observing the chess game, and then lightly dropped a piece.

"The heirs of the Nine Holy Lands didn't expect there to be such lovely people."

Yun Qing also lowered his face and said with a smile: "In the past, when I was practicing in the sect, I was not only in awe but envy for these high-ranking descendants of the Holy Land, and I thought what kind of characters they were, but I didn't expect them to be so interesting."

Shen Yu asked, "You came to me just to say this?"

"I owe you a favor."

Yun Qing shook her head and said, "Back then, when you killed Zhong Shen and fell to Guiyun Immortal Sect to clean up the portal, Senior Uncle Jiang owes you a favor, and I, as the current head of the sect, naturally have to pay it back, and ...... I'm in ruins in the Yunxian Sect, and I need allies."

"Now you pay attention to restoring the Guiyun Immortal Sect's status as a first-class sect."

"It's not enough."

"Huh?"

"The Guiyun Immortal Sect was exchanged for Uncle Jiang's life, and I want to resound the four words of the Guiyun Immortal Sect to any place in the Spirit Desolation."

"More than the Nine Holy Lands?"

"If you have the chance, why not?"

Logically speaking, this is almost a fantasy, the gap between the first-class sect and the holy land is not only the number of people in the upper three realms, but also the connotation of thousands of years.

But Shen Yu glanced up, Yun Qing's eyes were calm, but when she said this, she was full of calmness and unquestionableness, and these two emotions sometimes represent unshakable obsession.

Shen Yu said lightly, "This matter is a bit interesting, you can talk about it."

When the two met for the first time in Guiyun Immortal Sect, they were allies, and then destroyed Immortal Sect, and even Yunqing later successfully served as the head of Guiyun Immortal Sect, no matter how it seems that the relationship between the two is not hostile.

And Yunqing is not what it used to be, and the strength of the realm has been covered by a master who doesn't know it, and even the current Shen Yu is a little unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Shen Yu said, "It seems that the hall master of the Divine Temple is indeed not in vain."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Qing Luozi's right hand suddenly froze, and he frowned and asked, "You already knew?"

"I chatted with Jiang Zhouyan a few words back then, but I don't know his plans."

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "But now I look at you, it's naturally clear."

As Shen Yu said, the higher the cultivation path, the wind in the eyes

The less the scene.

The Nine Holy Lands represent the pinnacle of today's Spiritual Desolation, and a person born from a Holy Land is naturally the benchmark of the younger generation of the Spiritual Desolation, this is an unquestionable rule, unless there is really any once-in-a-millennium variable.

Like what......... Temple.

It is not surprising that it can be above the Nine Holy Lands and transcend the world, and it is not surprising that it can teach any monsters.

The only thing that Shen Yu was surprised by was that Jiang Zhou's courage and courage were beyond his expectations, and he stepped out of such a magical unreasonable hand.

Today's Yunqing has been tempered by the temple for several years, and only when he returns to the Yunxian Sect can he truly control the overall situation.

"You seem to have changed a lot from back then."

Yun Qing glanced at Shen Yu, who was dressed in a green shirt, and said lightly, "There are more words, I thought you wouldn't care about this kind of boring thing for you."

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "I've been building another avenue recently."

"What?"

"The Way to the WTO."

"I don't understand."

"Entering the world, being born, looking at the same world at every stage, everyone is practicing, and this is practice."

Yun Qing didn't speak, just looked at the chessboard for a long time, dropped a piece, and said coldly, "You lost."

Shen Yu got up and walked towards the door.

Before leaving, he said lightly.

"Look again."

Yun Qing was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at the chessboard, and only moved slightly after half a ring, her eyes were full of surprise.

She waved her hand suddenly, and all the black and white chess pieces smashed into the wall like stones.

"Ahem, Master Yun, I can just play this game of chess here." A weak voice came from inside the courtyard.

Yun Qing sneered, "I'm willing, or you come and play with me."

"Amitabha, donor, please feel free." The voice disappeared suddenly.

....

As the agreed day between the two clans drew nearer, the city became quieter and quieter, like the calm before a storm.

The disciples in the city who were still fighting in the space of the great battlefield in front of them, the living ones retreated one after another, and the dead ones remained in them forever, turning into white bones and disappearing.

And the Daoist Mansion has also undergone some changes, Yu Wenwen has been in retreat for several years, and now she only needs a short adjustment, but Shen Yu has less and less time to lie down, and the time she has spent standing and looking at the sky is getting longer and longer.

After a long time, everyone knows Shen Yu's habits, if he lies down and closes his eyes, he is really resting, and he is too lazy to think about anything, but he has rarely seen the latter like that.

One evening, when everyone was enjoying the shade in the backyard, Qingshan sat next to Shen Yu and said curiously, "Uncle..... Is this Immortal Demon Terrace competition really dangerous?"

"Fortunately, if the demons don't move their hands and feet, then there is no danger." Shen Yu shook his head slightly.

Qing Shan was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and said in surprise, "Then what are you worried about is the monster that was suppressed in the deeper Demon Domain Great Array?"

If it were normal, Ling Jianzi would definitely see the stitches and say, "Uncle Shen is worried about the country and the people, and he is a genius!"

It's just that since Yu Wenwen's evaluation that day, she has been a little worried, and now she is just listening silently.

"It's not a monster, it's a genius."

Shen Yu opened his eyes slightly, a trace of extraordinary emotions flashed in his calm eyes, memories, emotion, vicissitudes, very complicated, he said: "If he can also be put into the cultivation world to compare with it, then compared to it, there is no such thing as a so-called genius in the world."

Hearing this evaluation, everyone looked at each other, obviously not expecting Shen Yu to say such an evaluation, and they couldn't have any concrete cognition of something that they couldn't understand now.

Yu Wenwen thought for a while and said, "I heard from the head of the Dao Sect that it is said that the monster is the most powerful existence in the entire Spirit Desolate Continent, if the peak powerhouse of the human race makes up his mind to besiege it, can't he still attack it?"

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "Don't have this kind of thought, if it really comes to that day, no matter who it is

If you win, the spiritual famine will fall, and the final result will only be the destruction of the souls."

"Senior Brother Shen, how do you know that guy so well?" Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously.

"Coincidentally."

Shen Yu said.

And what he said, of course, was a lie.

The existence that was suppressed under the Great Array of Heaven and Earth in the Demon Domain was a problem that the Spirit Desolate Continent had not solved for thousands of years.

And that guy is exactly the existence that Shen Yu is most familiar with and cares about.

If he wasn't particularly worried, Shen Yu wouldn't have come all the way here just to see it.

"I'll leave the city in seven days and be back soon." Shen Yu said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

Seven days.

Isn't that the day when the first battle of the Immortal Demon Terrace began?

....

The quietest seven days passed without a disturbance.

Jiang Shaoqiu and Ye Zhiqiu completely gained a firm foothold in the iQue Realm.

Ling Jianzi began to study the Qiushui Sword Technique seriously, and even humbly asked Bean Sprouts some questions.

Qingshan is the most idle, just silently watching everyone practice every day, doing some small things such as serving tea and water, and neither Shen Yu nor Yu Wenwen, who cherishes talents, said anything.

During this period, Xi Yao came once, and it happened that Shen Yu was taking a nap, and Yu Wenwen personally entertained her, just a few simple and meaningful conversations, and the strange atmosphere in the air made the Ling Jianzi people who were eating melon seeds in the courtyard and preparing to watch the play inexplicably creepy, and couldn't help but be quiet for several days.

The dawn of the day will begin.

Yu Wenwen stood on the top of the wall of the house, her red clothes fluttering, looking at the big sun that was gradually disappearing in the distance.

In the line of sight, hundreds of miles outside Wanliu City, black clouds gathered at the top, and demonic qi gushed out, like a big wave sweeping sand, occupying the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

Those demonic qi didn't even mean to stop, and swept towards Wanliu City, wantonly in the ocean.

The old blind man sat high at the head of the city, closed his eyes, and said, "Today, there are no taboos."

As soon as the words fell, several majestic momentum like mountains erupted from the city one after another, like bright pillars of light, rising to the sky.

Black and white blended, making a sound as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.

A strange huge whirlpool appeared in the clouds at high altitude, slowly circulating, and it seemed that it could not withstand the power contained in it.

The two completely different breaths resisted each other, and in the end, they each occupied half of the sky, and they were distinct.

In an instant, the scenery within a radius of 100 miles can be seen at a glance.

As the clouds and mist dissipated, a circular ring with a height of 30 zhang and a width of 100 zhang suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, desolate, ancient, and heavy momentum.

On the top of the Wanliu City Wall, from behind the old blind man, there are nineteen people all over the wall, all of whom are the so-called "*** peak powerhouses" passed down by word of mouth from the generation of academy students in the city.

Twenty people gathered together, and for hundreds of years, this kind of battle posture was only a handful of hands.

Seven more young men appeared on the wall.

Li Yi clasped his hands on his chest, and his fighting spirit was high.

He looked up.

The inky black mist tumbled and gushed high in the sky, and a terrifying and terrifying aura emanated from it.

Four majestic black shadows slowly appeared above the half of the sky, sitting high on the throne of the clouds, like ancient gods, lined up at one time, covering the sky and the sun.

Behind them, the dozens of Demon Domain Heavenly Demons, who were initially the most valued and "courteous" on the battlefield of the two races, slowly appeared, but at this moment, they were not so conspicuous.

All the peak cultivators on the wall were quietly staring at the four figures on the throne, ignoring the rest of the great demons.

Among the Demon Domain Demon Clan, strength is everything, these words are far more simple and crude than the sects of the Spirit Desolate Continent, and the degree of bloodiness in them is far beyond the expectations of the human race.

For example, there is a Demon God Cave in the Demon Domain, in which there are ten bone chairs made of the heads of ancient demons, that is, the status and strength of the Demon Race

Symbolic of the people.

The Heavenly Demons of the Demon Domain Demon Clan will give birth to a fixed number every hundred years, and it is common for the old king to fall and the new king to ascend the throne among the Heavenly Demons.

However, thousands of years have passed, and no Demon Domain Heavenly Demon has been able to snatch the top four positions that symbolize strength and identity from the hands of the four major demon masters.

The four demon lords overlook the demon domain for thousands of years, high up, and it is estimated that there are dozens of heavenly demons slaughtered by their own hands, and the rest of the heavenly demons can only be regarded as juniors compared to them.

Under the four people, there were seven figures who walked out of the black mist, young and young, all of them were the top ten powerhouses on the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram.

On the far left is a scholar, his face is gray and dull, he keeps coughing dryly, and his hands are naturally hanging down, but his arms are wrapped in a white cloth covered with Sanskrit, which is quite terrifying.

The person on the far right is a tall woman, a pair of eyes without eyeballs, a gray and white, long fiery red hair floating in the air, a belly pocket casually covering the bulge and roundness on the chest, slender jade arms and long legs *** outside, there is no movement, but the ground under the feet begins to melt, wisps of steaming mist fluttering in the wind.

Next to her was a short and ordinary fat man with a huge belly, holding a thigh ancient horn similar to a demon beast at the moment, and kept gnawing on it, his small eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at the wall with a greedy look that everyone couldn't hide.

"When I'm older, I'll eat you all!" He couldn't help but mutter, and the saliva on his mouth unconsciously flowed downward, like a stream.

The woman seemed a little disgusted, frowned, and said, "Get away."

The little fat man didn't care, just rolled his eyes and obediently walked a few steps into the distance.

Next to the scholar on the far left stood a young man with red lips and white teeth, the third of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, who was the Chongming who had fought with Shen Yu and Xi Yao at the beginning and was good at playing with people's hearts with dreams.

To the left of the young man, there stood a burly man with an extremely ugly face, who was holding two huge black snakes in both hands, and staring at the surroundings with cold snake eyes.

The person in the center is much simpler than the other five, wearing coarse linen clothes, the immature face of the young man, with his hands behind his back, even under the eyes of so many Terran powerhouses, he still looks light, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, and he can't see the calendar at all.

The appearance of the last person was very ordinary, almost like a common man in the dust, and no one remembered his appearance in the pile, which was inconspicuous.

"Dream Demon, Shura, Kinara, Rakshasa

The old blind man's attention paused at the young man in the middle, and although his heart sank slightly, he still sneered: "You really brought that little bit of your ancestors and grandchildren for thousands of years to a nest, and you have hidden it for so many years, why can't you hide it? Can't help but come to me to show off your family?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone on the city wall subconsciously tightened their hearts.

The four words that the old blind man said before are all rare gods in the Demon Realm, and it is extremely difficult to conceive in the first place, and it is extremely difficult to deal with one over the years, but now there are so many at once?

"Where, where, to show the blind man, is it not in vain? I still have a little bit of brains for that."

An old man with a goatee with a staggered back appeared in mid-air, with an unremarkable face and no majesty, but with his appearance, the heavens and the earth were quiet and solemn.

The old blind man smiled and said, "It's not terrible to throw away your eyes to the blind, but I'm afraid that if you throw them wrong, you will end up blind."

The old man with the goatee also shook his head and smiled, "It's all old acquaintances, since that's the case, then.... Stop being polite to each other?"

The old blind man nodded calmly, "Whatever you want."

As soon as the words fell, the young man with a calm expression in the center took the lead in standing up, put his hands behind his back, smiled at the people of Wanliu City, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, I haven't seen you for many years, what are you still doing in a daze? Let's fight!"

.....

The land of the Demon Realm, the center of the realm.

A huge black cavern was exposed above the horizon in this way, and the center was wrapped in endless darkness, as if leading to the netherworld, and there was no bottom in sight.

And on the top of the big hole, above the clouds, the three prohibitions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are dense and superimposed

, the faint sound of chanting, the sound of reading, the sound of Taoism, is endless, and even lightning and thunder fall from time to time, like the most powerful heaven and earth array in the world.

At the deepest level of the layers of prohibitions, a rudimentary sword array that was enough to shatter everything in the world could be seen slowly circulating, freezing everything.

The cultivation of the human race is all gathered here.

On the horizon, at the moment when the people and demons of Wanliu City gathered, a young man in a green shirt came with a sword and a bottle of wine.

He lightly walked past the Great Array of Heaven and Earth that had caused the Upper Three Realms masters to disappear, and sat on the edge of a huge black hole that seemed to lead to the Netherworld.

The young man raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then threw the jar down.

Looking at the abyss without any movement, Shen Yu suddenly laughed loudly.

"I haven't seen you for 3,000 years, have you ever missed me?" γuhuguO

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura emanated from the depths of a huge black hole like a dead silence, and the ground turned over like a cow on the ground, rumbling and shaking.

A terrible voice like crawling out of hell came out of the black hole.

"Taixuan!"