Beiyue Mountain is in the north of the human border, and if you want to go to Chang'an, the central capital, you have to go south. This trip to Chang'an, more than 2,000 miles away, the road is long, the convoy has to walk on the road for a month, before it can reach Chang'an.

Due to the difference between men and women, the female disciples of the sect rode in three carriages, and the remaining ten carriages took male disciples.

On this day, when the convoy passed through an extremely empty wilderness, a roar of a beast came from afar, which shook everyone to the eardrums.

The group of people are all martial artists, and they know that this beast roar is by no means an ordinary beast, it is the cry of a demonic beast or a demon beast. It is not a new thing for human beings to break into the territory of alien beasts, but if it is a high-level beast that breaks in, it is not so simple.

Such a loud roar should have been emitted by a high-level alien beast.

The disciples of the Beiyue Sect were all stopped by this beast roar, the coachman was so frightened that they frightened, and the horses were also frightened, and they all stopped, no matter how the master whipped them, they just didn't dare to move.

The carriage could not move, and everyone had to get out of the carriage one after another to see what kind of beast it was, and it made such a terrible cry.

After a while, in the wilderness in the distance, a huge black-haired demonic beast came over with a snort. This is an eighth-level demonic beast with a pair of crescent-shaped horns on its head, the hair on its body is black and shiny, and two long fangs leaking from the corners of its mouth. This monster is several times larger than the average buffalo, and on the back of the beast sits a demon general wearing a black hood, black chain mail, holding a black devil slashing knife, and a body as strong as an iron tower.

There were two clusters of blue flames burning in the eyes of this demon general, his face was like bronze, his nostrils were facing the sky, and there were two fangs at the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was extremely violent.

The demon general was followed by more than a dozen demon soldiers, all of whom were burly and stubborn soldiers.

Fang Changqing knew that this demon general should have come to Chang'an to watch the Human Martial Arts Competition. Although the demons are not very friendly to humans, they usually like to exploit humans, but they don't dare to mess around. After all, the demon clan still has the immortal clan on its head, and the immortal clan is the highest ruling class in the Eternal Continent, although the immortal emperor has always regarded humans as ants, but he also does not treat the demon clan well.

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The footsteps of the demonic beast made a heavy crash on the ground, as if it wanted to hit the hearts of those sect disciples. Not many of the disciples of this sect have ever seen such a huge demonic beast and a mighty demonic general.

Fang Changqing stood at the front of everyone, looked at the Demon Beast Demon General who was gradually coming over, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "Fang Changqing of the Beiyue Sect has seen the Demon Venerable General. ”

There are eight demon generals under the Demon Emperor's throne, namely Xuanque, Zhu Kong, Qingniu, Tiger, Tu Maniac, Fire Phoenix, Yin You, and Panqiu. These demon generals are all revered as demon generals.

Fang Changqing only judged from the flickering fire in his eyes that this was a demon general, but as for the name of this demon general, he had no way of knowing.

There is a difference between the blue flame burning in the eyes of the demon general and the yellow flame burning in the eyes of the demon soldier.

The Demon General's blue flame eyes glared at Fang Changqing, letting out a beast-like groan, and then said in a cold and vague accent: "There are a lot of people from your Beiyue Sect this time, Elder Fang, which sect do you think can win the championship this time?"

Fang Changqing said with a smile: "I can't say for sure, but our Taiyue Sect must be the one with the greatest chance of winning the championship." ”

The demon general glanced at him with contempt: "The three major sects of your Taiyue Sect are full of talents, and of course they have the greatest opportunity." But in my opinion, you are also the stupidest sect. ”

Fang Changqing was stunned: "I don't know what General Demon Venerable means by this?"

The demon general sneered: "Your sect has worked hard to win the martial artist crown, but the winner has to participate in the Six Realms Martial Arts Competition, and the final outcome is to be tortured and killed by the martial artists of our demon realm or demon realm." Don't you think it's stupid and ironic to get a crown of glory and at the same time go down a path of death?"

Fang Changqing's face was ugly, and he was speechless for a while.

What the demon general said is reasonable, in the six martial arts conferences presided over by the Immortal Emperor, the fate of the human participating warriors is very tragic, and they are generally brutally tortured and killed by foreign warriors. Even if some warriors shout that I lost, I still can't escape the poison. However, because this is a martial arts conference presided over by the Immortal Emperor, although the human race is very vegetable, it still has to participate, and the human emperor Li Hao is also very helpless.

"I don't know the name of the Demon Venerable General, please know!" When the Demon General sneered and drove the beast away, a voice suddenly came from the crowd, and everyone was stunned.

The demon general didn't look back, but said indifferently: "Panqiu!"

"It turned out to be the Demon Venerable General, it's really a blessing!" Zang Fengming said loudly with some flattery.

But the demon general no longer birded him, and continued to lead the group of demon soldiers far away.

When the demon soldiers had gone away, those horses finally dared to move, and Fang Changqing ordered the convoy to continue on its journey.

Seeing that the demon general was so arrogant and domineering, Ye Shubai fished up the record of the demon general in the martial arts book from the river of memory, and it turned out to be the demon general, this is the eighth ranked demon general, and its exercises are generally between the sixth and seventh rings of the demon spirit. I don't know that this Demon Emperor has cultivated to the Demon Spirit Ring, in the history of the Demon Race, the Demon Emperor with the strongest martial arts has cultivated to the Demon Spirit Fifteenth Ring, which is equivalent to a martial artist who has cultivated to the sixth level of the Great Dao Realm. It can be described as a very strong super martial artist.

The Demon Spirit Technique is the basic exercise of the Demon Race, which is equivalent to the human martial arts, there are a total of seventeen rings, and the cultivation of the Demon Emperor will generally exceed ten rings, and its skill is equivalent to a martial artist above the fifth layer of the Open Heaven Realm.

The convoy of Zongmen continued to walk on the road, and after a long journey and tiring travel, on this day, the convoy finally entered the post road outside the north gate of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

A majestic city stands proudly on an open plain, and on the big post road outside its north gate, the traffic and people are bustling, and it is simply waving sleeves like clouds and sweating like rain. Ye Shubai had never seen Chang'an, the Xiongcheng in the history of the world, and he had to see Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty in this world. So he couldn't wait to stick his head out of the carriage window to get a taste of the capital.

However, as far as the eye can see, there are thousands of moving, shadowy images, and the noisy and chaotic sounds. There seemed to be a corner of the towering wall in the distance, but he didn't see it clearly at all because of the shaking of the carriage.

When he retracted his sore neck from the car window, a disciple of a sect next to him smiled and said: "Senior Brother Ye, when we enter the city, let's go out for a stroll and enjoy the style of Chang'an City. ”

Ye Shubai smiled: "Senior Brother Chen must have been to Chang'an many times, and he seems to be familiar with this city?"

Senior Brother Chen said with a smile: "This is the third time I have come to Chang'an, but if I want to say that I am familiar with this city, it is not necessarily, Chang'an is too big, and if you want to see everything in the city, you may not be able to do it in a year." ”

Ye Shu's white eyes were dull and thoughtful.

The convoy stopped and walked on the post road, walked for most of the day, and finally entered the city from the majestic north gate of Chang'an. After entering the city, the convoy turned around the streets and alleys, and finally drove into the courtyard of a large inn.

It was a hectic affair until it was dark that all the convoy members settled into their accommodation.

Ye Shubai had eaten dinner, and was hooked away by Su Qing's eyes.

Along the way, this Nizi's resentful and charming gaze has been teasing Ye Shubai's somewhat turbulent heart, but due to the gaze of the same disciple brothers, they can only rely on their eyebrows to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

When she was far away from the inn, Su Qing immediately grabbed Ye Shubai's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Shubai, we can finally hold hands, I can be suffocated all the way." ”

Ye Shubai stretched out his finger and nodded on her nose, and said with a smile: "Miss me very much, don't you?"

"Stinky beauty, who misses you!" Su Qing wrinkled her nose, and suddenly there was a dangerous aura in her eyes, "You say, that slut is always staring at you, don't you enjoy this feeling very much!"

"Slut, what slut?" Ye Shubai pretended to be stunned.