In the reincarnation mirror, the spiritual flow brings a long wind to blow, and the corners of the young man's clothes are hunting.

Dead Moon looked at Chu Yanshu and said,

"Don't you want to know where the Spooky Breath comes from? I'll help you, and together we can deduce its source. ”

He can make up for what he lacks.

"Work together once and achieve what you want, and you don't suffer."

"As soon as I entered the mirror of reincarnation, I had already given up my flesh and blood. You cultivate the soul path, and I am no threat to you at all. ”

What that guy left behind in the pond will not show mercy to his men.

As for the current situation, isn't his cultivation of the Soul Dao just to balance him and not be devoured by him?

One step of a chess piece, having your own thoughts, is also a troublesome matter.

Chu Yanshu paused for a moment when he listened, and finally a touch of Taoism appeared in his palm, and he threw it out-

And in the next moment, the dead moon condensed the spirit, injecting spiritual power into it.

Two streams of spiritual flow spread out from the reincarnation mirror, guiding the two of them to the battlefield of gods and demons 100,000 years ago.

“.”

There was only polar day in the Thunder Sea, and I don't know how long it was, and the surging spiritual breath in Lu Changsheng's spiritual sea gradually divided into the spiritual veins, and gradually returned to calm.

Sang Luo looked at him with a steady breath and asked Ye Huaixin to help guard Daoshan, while he returned to the Shen family with Shuofeng.

Ye Huaixin has no opinion, there is a strong sense of Taoism on this mountain, looking at Lu Changsheng's kung fu, he can just enter the meditation.

On the contrary, it was Shuofeng, and he didn't want to follow Sang Luo a little.

He looked at Sang Luo and took a few steps back,

"Can I not follow you?"

Sang Luo refused, and restrained him with one move, asking,

"What's your plot?"

“！！！”

Shuo Feng's eyes widened, and his face was shocked,

"It's been so long, and you don't have any trust at all?"

Why is this man so vigilant?

He just wanted to retreat in Daoshan!

Sang Luo snorted coldly,

"If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!"

Shuo Feng was shocked, pointed at Ye Huaixin and said,

"Is he your own kind?!"

That guy is a Chaos Bloodline, and he's a merman!

Sang Luo glanced at him and said,

"You're different, you're a demon."

is still an apprentice of Ambiguous.

Shuo Feng took a deep breath, and the corners of his forehead jumped with anger,

"I'm a Terran now, too."

Mulberry oil and salt do not enter,

"The late ones don't count."

Shuo Feng took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at her,

"Tell me, what do you want to know?"

He couldn't feel the murderous aura in her.

Sang Luo looked at him and got straight to the point,

"Where did the dead moon go?"

She told Xuan Mu to ask him to look for him in the Northern Immortal Domain, but he searched all over the Northern Immortal Domain, but he couldn't find any trace of the dead moon.

This 100,000-year-old demon god, with them, is a hidden danger after all.

Shuo Feng listened and smiled softly, and his tone was mocking,

"So that's it, you're still so jealous of the Demon God."

That's right, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the two races of humans and demons have produced such a god-like person.

Sang Luo was noncommittal.

Fearful?

Of course, I am afraid, after all, in order to suppress the Dead Moon back then, how many Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors were lost in the Immortal Domain, and how many Tianjiao fell in the Fourteen Continents of Cangwu?

It's not enough to have Dao Ancestors in front, if there is another Dead Moon in the rear, will they still be alive?

"Sangluo, have you ever thought that the human and demon races were mortal enemies at the beginning, it was because in Cangwu, the living environment of the two races was extremely compressed, resources were scarce, and a lot of fighting and plundering were needed to have the possibility of survival."