During Jiajun's erroneous departure from the Holy Spirit Continent, the Dragon and Tiger Team was in full swing to prepare for the upcoming Imperial Elimination Tournament.

One day, Jiaming said goodbye to Feiling and them in the name of traveling in the mountains and rivers, and the team members took it for granted that he was in a bad mood because Jiajun left and needed to go out for a walk, so they didn't think much about it after some advice. No one noticed that after Jiaming left, the mirror in his room was gone.

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In the southern sea of the Holy Spirit Continent, a place called the Sealed Demon Sea. Two Spiritualist monks were slowly patrolling a small island.

"Brother Song, we've been here for almost three years, haven't we?" said a thin man in his mid-20s and asked the older man beside him. "Brother Zhang broke through spirit refining last year and was promoted and left. Now it's just the two of us, the Empire won't forget about us, right?"

"Hmph, what if you forget?" the older man sneered, "Unless we also have the ability to break through, how can a few Gathering Spirit Realm cultivators, the Hongyu Empire, one of the best in the continent, be taken seriously?"

"Alas, we are also fatal, this broken seal has been sealed for hundreds of years, how can there be any action on the other side of the demon world? We need to inspect a fart! And haven't the monk academies of several empires already jointly developed the boundary-breaking secret pattern magic circle? If you want to go to the demon world, you won't go from here, so let this broken seal rot here!"

Who told us to sell ourselves to the army for the sake of cultivation? Not to mention that several other super empires had also sent men to patrol other islands in this area, how could our empire let it go. ”

The two of them grumbled, but suddenly stopped abruptly, and looked ahead with a horrified face, a figure wrapped in a black shadow was hanging silently in front of them.

"This is the place where the two realms are sealed?" a deep voice came from the figure.

"Yes, exactly," the man surnamed Song stammered, "The seal is nearly three hundred zhang under the sea, I don't know why Your Excellency asked?

"There are many islands here, and seals are everywhere, where is the spatial rift that connected the Demon Realm back then?"

"Seniors, these seals were all laid by the powerful monks back then, and each place sealed a node, and no matter where it is, it can lead to the demon world. ”

"In that case, thank you very much. After the black shadow finished speaking, it disappeared in an instant, leaving the two of them looking at each other.

Jiaming came to the edge of a seal under the sea, and huge spiderweb-like seals were all over the place, glowing dark red under the sea. A strange aura filled the sea, and there was no creature in the water, and there was not the slightest bit of life.

"Those two should be talking about this, tearing the void on the edge of this spatial rift, in order to reach the demon realm more accurately, so as not to stray into something else and have to toss again. He muttered to himself, and then the void was a little, and the sea parted, and a crack ten feet wide appeared out of thin air in an instant. Then he plunged in, and the waters soon returned to calm.

Just after Jiaming left a few pillars of incense, an old man in a green robe with a majestic aura came and landed here.

"There are indeed remnants of spatial fluctuations!" He carefully observed for a long time, frowning slightly, "Those two boys are right, it seems that this person has indeed gone to the Demon Realm, just tearing the void and breaking in, I am afraid that the cultivation is still above me!

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On a wilderness on the sixth layer of the Demon Realm, two teams of centaurs were fighting fiercely. There were many people on one side, and a dozen or so monks dressed in all red armor had a slight advantage. On the other side were two men and two women, four middle-aged monks, plus a boy in his teens, handsome and handsome. Although the four middle-aged monks all looked to be taller than the red-armored monks, they all had minor or serious injuries on their bodies for some reason, and they were also distracted to protect the boy in the middle, so they could only desperately retreat while fighting.

"Big brother, the Blood Evil Ancestor is coming, you quickly take the Holy Son and go first! we will fight here!" a woman in purple who was besieged was furious and shouted to the oldest male monk beside her. The middle-aged man was holding the boy while urging the four giant sword magic weapons to confront those red-armored monks. The boy snuggled up to him, looking around with a panicked expression.

"Third sister, the Holy Son is here, and the Holy Clan will not die! He sacrificed his life for his brother every day, and he will also kill the Blood Evil Ancestor to avenge the dead clansmen!" The male monk listened to the words of the woman in purple, gritted his teeth, and planned to ignore the life and death of several other people, and planned to escape first with the child.

Although the other two were pale when they heard this, they did not have any objections, and just continued to urge their respective magic weapons to fight the enemy to the death.

"Hehehehe

"Just a Four Elephant Returning True Array wants to trap the Ancestor and me, and that's what your Bai Ze Holy Clan does?"

"Blood Evil Old Dog! You took advantage of the change of our clan's inheritance, and even united with our clan's traitors to destroy the inheritance ceremony! You still dare to beat the idea of our clan's holy son! Aren't you afraid that the Bai Ze Holy Beast enshrined by our clan will take your life?"

"Hehehehe, your Holy Son's inheritance hasn't arrived yet, where can you summon that Bai Ze Holy Beast! This little secret of the Bai Ze Holy Clan, Ancestor, I have been inquiring about it for a long time!"

"You!" the middle-aged man was so angry that he was angry.

"Haha!" Old Ancestor finally appeared, his whole body was wrapped in a blood-colored mist, he couldn't see his face clearly, and his voice was neither male nor female. "Ancestor, my Yuanyang Exercise has reached a bottleneck, and I can't break through it for a long time, so I lack an extreme Yuanyang body to make up for it. Your Holy Son has not been inherited, and you have a body of pure magic power that you can't use, but it is the best for the ancestor and me to make up!" This ancestor couldn't help but be excited in his tone, looking at the trembling boy and smiling obscenely, "Don't come over obediently, for me to make up for nine hundred and eighty-one days, if the ancestor is happy, I may be able to save your life afterwards, so that you can continue to serve!"

"Dream!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and roared, then turned his head to look at the boy, "I'd rather be broken than destroyed, and my clan can't fall to such a point! Holy Son, don't blame me for being ruthless!" As soon as the child's eyes were closed, he did not resist, and just waited for death.

"You dare!" The Blood Evil Ancestor roared, instantly attracting the power of heaven and earth, and an invisible shield blocked in front of the boy, and the majestic aura forced the middle-aged man to be unstable and fall to the ground. The blood evil grabbed the void again, and the boy flew directly.

"No!" the others screamed as they watched the little boy struggle towards the Blood Evil Ancestor.