"Meet the master, the apprentice is back safely!" Night Wind knelt down on one knee in front of Houtu, although because of all kinds of secrets, he couldn't help but have a sense of distance from this master, but when he saw the relieved look on Houtu's face, he was only grateful in his heart.

"The incompetence of the apprentice makes the master worried!"

Houtu smiled and stretched out his hand, stroked it lightly on the night wind, and whispered in his mouth, "It's good to come back." ”

The night breeze was stunned, moved and a little helpless at the same time, but he didn't expect to be pecked by the geese all day long, and he was actually touched and killed!

Houtu didn't have this kind of consciousness at all, she just smiled and said softly, "Don't worry when you come back, just leave it to me." ”

Night Wind's brows moved slightly, although he saved himself, but the Wind God was seriously injured, which was not a good thing for those kings.

The god of wind is not only a powerful king for the four gods, but also a cute little sister and a goddess who entangles countless feelings. If you really want others to know that it was he who seriously injured Fengshen, even if he is genius, he will be torn to pieces, and it is really good to be able to let Houtu be a middleman!

......

A sword light flashed from his side, and the corner of Shadow Blade's mouth twitched, if he was struck by that sword, his injury would be aggravated!

The divine sense swept the chasing figure behind him, his face sank like water, although there was a secret method, but after being seriously injured, his speed could not compare to the guy behind him, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

Shadowblade touched his chest, and was hit by the dragon cart, reminding him of what it felt like to be hit by a car before he was reborn - he almost thought he was going to cross again!

Fortunately, his years of cultivation were not in vain, and this time he was only seriously injured.

"You can't run away!" shouted the quasi-saint chasing behind him, "Obediently tie your hands and arrest it, I can still spare your life!"

Shadow Blade looked indifferent, I really thought I was a fool!

Killing the other party in the war is indeed a great achievement, but the biggest credit is naturally to capture the other party alive, and the shadow blade has been mixed on the battlefield for so long, how can he not even know this!

After chasing for so long, the quasi-saint lost patience and began to threaten, "If I catch you, I will make you suffer and die!"

Shadow Blade was even more indifferent, not even thinking about him.

The quasi-saint who was chasing after him snorted hatefully, and chased after Shadow Blade, constantly closing the distance.

"I don't believe you can escape!"

The light flickered continuously, and countless sword lights shot towards the shadow blade from behind.

The Shadow Blade is agile and constantly dodging, but after all, it is a seriously injured body, and it is not easy to survive here. A sword light flashed by, and he couldn't dodge, and was hit by a sword and thrown away.

Standing firm in the air, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and although the sword didn't hurt much, his injuries were still aggravated!

He can't run anymore!

Seeing this, the quasi-saint's expression perked up, a quasi-saint-level opponent, whether it was killed or captured, it was a great achievement, maybe he could also use this credit to exchange so many top-notch spirit treasures to the immortal world.

There is no need to think about the innate treasure, but it is also good to have a few more top-notch spiritual treasures.

However, to be careful, he did not approach the Shadow Blade directly, but landed a hundred miles away. Although this distance is only a blink of an eye for a saint-level powerhouse, it can also be used as a buffer.

Shadow Blade took an elixir and urged the Netherfire in his body to refine while looking at the quasi-saint in front of him. Seeing that he cautiously did not approach, a sarcastic smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Although the distance was not close, the quasi-saint still saw the sarcasm on the corner of Shadow Blade's mouth, and his brows jumped, a little angry. But at the thought that it might be Shadow Blade's agitation technique, he calmed down again.

What should I do at this time? Of course, I will try it first!

With a wave of his hand, a hundred-zhang-long sword qi shot out, although it was not his full blow, but it was surging with seven or eight points of mana!

The power of the quasi-saint's blow was so powerful, if the shadow blade had dared to resist it in the past, but now that he was seriously injured, of course he would not have been stupid to resist.

The figure flashed, and he dodged dozens of feet horizontally, barely escaping the blow. But in the state of serious injury, he also forcibly urged the mana, and the end was to spurt blood.

He spat out blood, and his breath became weaker.

"He really can't do it!" the quasi-saint was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, a huge palm condensed in the sky above the shadow man, and after a moment's pause, he slammed into the shadow blade.

Looking at the falling palms, the corners of the shadowman's mouth were even more sarcastic.

Behind him, it was as if the giant beast opened its mouth, and a spatial crack quickly unfolded, swallowing the shadow blade into it.

The quasi-saint was shocked, his face full of anger, "Who dares to rob my prey!"

But the huge palm has not yet fallen, and the spatial rift has been closed.

The quasi-saint shouted angrily, his hands quickly pinched the trick, he had a little knowledge of the way of space and the way of divination, and it was not easy to snatch the prey from in front of him!

But pinching and reciting the mantra, but there was nothing, and he drank unwillingly, but he was helpless.

Thousands of miles away, a crack appeared in the space again, but it was not the shadow blade that came out, but the dark night.

"You still want to use the method of divination to find me? It's ridiculous!" With a sneer, he flew directly to the anti-heaven camp in the dark night, no longer caring about the quasi-saint who was tracking him down.

He has the treasure given by the Great Sage of Yunlong, and it is said that he is him, even a saint can hardly calculate his whereabouts!

As for the Shadow Blade, it was naturally healed in his storage bracelet.

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In the Demon Realm, in a glorious hall, Chaos clenched his fists and saluted, and said respectfully, "The young master has left the Demon Realm, and now he should be in the Immortal Realm." When he left, he also took a ghost world boy with him, and the two of them left the demon world through a pseudo-saint in the fairy world. ”

On the throne, the Cloud Dragon Great Sage, who was wearing the Cloud Pattern Dragon Armor, bowed his head lightly, "En." ”

This answer was too simple, and Chaos couldn't help frowning, "My lord, don't you need someone to secretly protect you?" That is the fairy world, the world most closely related to the god world.

"All we have to do is do nothing. The Great Sage of Yunlong's gaze fell on Chaos's body, and even if he was rebellious, he was afraid.

"I've given him the Amulet. The faint words of the Yunlong Great Sage surprised Chaos.

"Guardian talisman, isn't that a gift from His Majesty to you, how can you ......" Many people understand Yunlong's thoughts about the Demon Emperor, and this guardian talisman is the most important item that the Demon Emperor gave to Yunlong. Not to mention this unique shielding ability, this commemorative meaning alone is enough to make Yunlong regard it as if he were killed!

The Great Sage of Yunlong's gaze drooped, and her face seemed to be covered with a faint mist, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly.

"There's no time," she said softly, as if to sigh, "we're running out of time, he must hurry up or ...... We will all be reduced to ashes in the wrath of the Lord!"

......

In the demon world, above the demon capital, the god of war and the demon emperor with an amazing breath slammed together, and the terrifying power scattered in all directions, crushing several monks who could not escape into powder.

The god of war is like a demon god, swinging a battle axe in his hand, and every blow carries earth-shattering power.

The Demon Emperor dealt with the mad demon god of war and was slightly inferior, but he only defended and did not attack, but he did not show any flaws.

Although the situation of the two kings is biased towards the god of war, the mood of the two is exactly the opposite. The god of war who was in the upper hand was anxious, but the demon emperor who was in the lower hand was not in a hurry.

Underneath the battlefield of the two kings, the Quasi-Saints led the legions into battle. On the anti-heaven side, there are only three quasi-saints who lead the way and three quasi-saints, and against the five quasi-saints of the demon realm, even if the legion soldiers are not afraid of death, they are also at a disadvantage.

The face of the usher who had not recovered from his injuries was gloomy, and a moment ago, the quasi-Daoist came back with a message - the mission had failed, he was being hunted down, and the rest of the people had not been confirmed, but they should have died.

Failure of the mission means that the arrival of the Immortal Legion cannot be stopped.

Although there is no king in the immortal realm, the seven quasi-saints plus a huge army are enough to affect the outcome of the battle against the sky.

The person who ushered in the Tao looked at the incomparably fierce god of war in the air, but a touch of sadness swelled in his heart. He understood that once the Immortal Legion formed an encirclement with the Demon Realm Legion, the Anti-Heaven Legion facing the double enemy would inevitably be defeated.

In order to prevent these two legions from converging, the only way was to defeat the Demon Realm before the arrival of the Immortal Realm Legion! Of course, he didn't need to defeat the entire Demon Realm Legion, he only needed to defeat the Demon Emperor and make him unable to fight for a short time.

Without the Demon Emperor, the God of War would be unstoppable. At that time, he could single-handedly attack the Immortal Legion, as long as he killed the quasi-saint who led the team, the Immortal Legion would naturally be defeated.

This plan is very beautiful, but the people of the Daoist are not optimistic about the result of the implementation - they are also pseudo-saints, even though Xingtian is highly skilled, it is easy to suppress, but it is almost impossible to hit hard! And looking at the appearance of the Demon Emperor, it is obvious that he also knows the news of the failure of the Quasi-Daoist mission. He only defended and did not attack, obviously to stall for time, although this strategy was obscene, but it was very useful - as long as it was delayed until the arrival of the Immortal Legion, and there was no need to even fight, the Anti-Heaven Legion would be defeated in front of the double enemy!

The Daoist's gaze swept over the three Quasi-Saints of the Anti-Heaven Legion who were fighting in front, and sighed lightly in his heart: If they knew the situation in the rear, I'm afraid they wouldn't stay here to fight anymore, right?

The quasi-saints entered the anti-heaven camp for more resources and more opportunities, and they could accept small and big, even risky risks, but they would never participate in the battle of defeat.

"Am I too?" laughing self-deprecatingly, the Usher suddenly thought of someone—not the Quasi-Daoist who was being chased by a strong enemy, but the dark night that was trapped in the enemy formation for the Anti-Heaven Legion.

He let out a long sigh, not only for his investment that was about to be lost, but also for the anti-sky warrior who had already fallen.

"Senior brother, I'm out of danger!" Suddenly, the voice of the Quasi-Daoist came from a token.

The guide looked uplifted, "It's okay, you find a place to heal first, don't come to the demon capital." ”

"Understood. The two short words were both helpless and indifferent, and the quasi-Tidao man, who was healing in a cave, sighed, no matter what the result was, he had done his best.

Fang Cai, if it weren't for the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree automatically breaking through the air and arriving, he would probably have fallen under the attack of the two quasi-saints!

"It's a pity that fellow Daoist!" Although he didn't know who that "shadow" was, after all, he was born and died together, and he still sighed for that one when he was safe.

Although "Shadow" is also a quasi-saint, he does not have an innate treasure, and he is afraid that he has been severely injured by the collision of the sun car. It's too difficult to escape from the pursuit of a quasi-saint with a treasure body!

Closing his eyes, under the light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he refined the elixir to heal his wounds. Although this investment was a failure, as long as the person who received the Tao could come back, it was enough for the two brothers to be safe!