Shadow Blade blinked, unable to believe it: there was no spatial fluctuation, why did it suddenly disappear?!

He reached out, but he didn't touch anything, and he didn't disappear through the space.

The corners of his mouth twitched, "What's the situation?"

After a moment, Modo revealed half of his body from the void, "My lord, aren't you coming?" She looked at Shadow Blade with a curious expression, why didn't she leave when she got to the door after flying for so long?

Shadow Blade was silent, and it was a moment before he sighed, "I can't get by. He reached out to Mordo and gave her a demonstration.

Modo was stunned, "What's going on?"

"You don't know either?" Shadow Blade frowned, the Asura clan didn't know, so who else knew?

Modo shook his head, "I really don't know, what our clan explains is to just walk over directly." ”

Shadowblade was silent for a moment, then understood. This explains why no one in the Demon Realm entered the Four Realms through this passage.

"Do you know where this passage came about?" Shadow Blade frowned, it was not easy to make such a passage under the noses of those saints in the Demon Realm. Not to mention anything else, the Great Sage of Yunlong is a top-level saint, even in the era of the Ancient God Lord Demon Emperor, few people can hide from her, let alone now.

Mordo still shook his head, "This passage existed before I was born. ”

There was a moment of silence, as if she felt that her reply was too simple, and she added, "It is said that even Lord Bo Shun does not have a long history of this passage. ”

Bo Xun is the oldest Asura king of the Asura clan, and he can be said to be the biological son of the Blood River Ancestor.

Even Bo Xun didn't know, so at least one thing was certain: this passage appeared at a very early age, at least after the gods and demons disappeared, and the earliest part of the Six Realms Era was the period when the four heavenly gods were born.

Even, Shadow Blade guessed that this passage was likely born when the Blood River collapsed!

In this way, it can explain why he can hide a strong person like the Great Sage of Yunlong. After all, when the blood river collapsed, the gods and demons did not retreat, not to mention the great sage, even the god lord was active for a while. At that time, there were still a few who had the ability to hide the existence of the Yunlong Great Sage.

......

Night Wind is still sitting in the secret realm of reincarnation, although the conditions here are very good, he is still a little depressed.

Originally, his plan was to use the Phoenix Volcano to refine his body, but now as the Emperor of Xudu, he can only sit in the ghost realm, let alone retreat in the Phoenix Volcano, and he can't even go out!

Today's ghost world seems to be peaceful, but in fact, the undercurrent is turbulent.

He, the Emperor of Xudu, only sat in this position by virtue of the authority of the Dao Ancestor, and neither his prestige nor strength could be absolutely suppressed like the Hou Tu Emperor.

The most dangerous, of course, is...... Post-Earth Emperor!

Although imprisoned in disguise, Houtu still has an amazing appeal in the ghost world. If the night wind didn't pay attention, she would probably open up a spatial passage directly, and then a few strange quasi-saints would appear on the battlefield of the fairy world.

Although the night wind will not directly stop him, as the Emperor of Xudu, he can prohibit the act of opening up spatial passages.

In fact, in order to prevent the smuggling of outside life and strengthen the dominance of the world, each world has been laid a huge magic circle of forbidden space. However, this kind of large-scale magic circle needs at least one quasi-saint to be in charge, and Night Wind, as the Emperor of Xudu, naturally took over the control of this magic circle.

Therefore, he was able to prohibit Houtu from opening up a spatial passage in the ghost world.

However, in this way, it will make Houtu even more dissatisfied.

"Master, I'm doing this for you!" Night Wind sighed, depressed and helpless.

Good people don't have good rewards, that's what should be described as this, right?

......

In the fairy world, the two mobile legions slammed together. There is no military solidarity community, there is only pure killing. Divine ships, warships, and countless monks directly fought each other in close combat, and millions of legions were divided into countless squads, fighting fiercely against each other.

In the air, Wu Zhiqi's gaze swept below, full of indifference.

The monk advocates immortality, so naturally he will not work hard for no reason. The reason why this situation occurred was because Wu Zhiqi smashed the military unity of the Red Flame Legion. Losing the large barrier, the Red Flame Legion suddenly fell to the point of being passively beaten.

Dark Night naturally couldn't let his legions suffer such a big loss, so he also smashed the barrier of the Wave Legion.

The two legions that lost the enchantment, in order to kill the enemy as quickly as possible and to the greatest extent, were divided into countless elite squads under the leadership of the major commanders.

As a result, it became a chaotic killing place.

In the air, the dark night and Wuzhiqi looked at each other, and the cold light in their eyes sparkled. Although he was a little blind, he understood it after glancing at the tragic battlefield below.

Wuzhiqi just wants both sides to die cleanly!

"It's worthy of being a demon monkey of the world!"

Wu Zhiqi also noticed his gaze, but he only smiled slightly. He used Yang Mou, even if the water god knew about it, he couldn't say anything about him. After all, he smashed the unity of the opposing army for the sake of his own victory, and as for the next development, it is not up to him!

After all, Dark Night's strength is even stronger than him, although the strength is limited, but it is also a reason to "can't help yourself".

The dark night gaze swept over Wu Zhiqi and the three quasi-saints behind him, and his heart sank slightly. There are three quasi-saint auxiliaries, if they continue to fight like this, it is very likely that the Red Flame Legion will be defeated, and they have not yet decided the winner!

"Then you can only take a risk!"

As soon as Dark Night raised his hand, the blade slashed down.

Wu Zhiqi was not afraid at all, picked up the long stick and smashed the blade away, and in a flash, he smashed into the dark night with a stick.

Behind him, the three of the Sleeve Cloud Quasi-Saints quickly pinched the trick, and one after another auxiliary spells fell on Wu Zhiqi's body. Strength, speed, and defense, all kinds of stats are constantly added - this is why Wuzhi Qi can compete with the dark night.

Of course, the three of them are not stupid. In order to prevent the dark night from succeeding in another sneak attack, they not only wore the innate spirit treasure that strengthened the defense of the primordial god, but also put their own innate supreme treasure beside them.

Zong Zhun Sheng turned into a pitch-black iron man, four small tower-like shields appeared next to Chang Zongzhun Sheng, and Sleeve Cloud Zhun Sheng had an extra delicate purple wooden fracture fan in his hand.

The dark night looked indifferent, and a golden shield blocked the long stick smashed by Wuzhiqi.

This is the trophy of his slaughter.

With a roar, the golden shield sank.

The long stick in Wuzhiqi's hand is also an innate treasure.

But the golden shield did not collapse, and this is also an innate treasure!

"It's now!" Dark Night raised his hand with a nonchalant expression.

Wu Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, a little dazed. He didn't know why Night was pressing his hand on that golden shield.

Thunder!

Wu Zhiqi didn't blink his eyelids, and the golden shield had already slapped on his face!

Night's hand was pressed on the shield, and his shoulders were on the inside of the shield, only one shield away from the monkey's face.

The violent impact spread out in an instant, and Wu Zhiqi couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of blood mist.

Swish!

Wuzhi Qi flew out.

Dark Night raised his hand expressionlessly and wiped the blood mist from his face. With this blow, he had already used all his strength, coupled with the heaviness of the Innate Supreme Treasure Shield and its defensive rebound ability, even a quasi-saint like Wuzhi Qi would end up with his internal organs shattered!

With a sweep of his gaze, he looked at the three of them.

Although he was confident in his blow, he didn't think that Wuzhi Qi would die like this. After all, it is a quasi-saint of this level, not to mention the crushing of internal organs, even if the physical body is completely destroyed, it can survive with the powerful Yuan Shen.

Moreover, although the strength of this kind of thing is much weaker, the speed and concealment ability have been strengthened, and it is very troublesome to completely destroy it.

Anyway, the other party's weakened strength is no longer his opponent, so don't waste time caring about him.

The top priority now is to kill the three of them and defeat the Wave Legion. In this way, his freedom is assured.

Although the Vulcan has a bad temper, he is not a villain who will backtrack.

Seeing Wu Zhiqi being knocked away, the faces of the three Sleeve Cloud Quasi-Saints changed greatly. Zong Zhun Sheng shouted angrily, and suddenly turned into a pitch-black giant of ten feet, blocking the Sleeve Cloud Quasi-Saint and the Chang Vertical Quasi-Saint behind him.

The seal in the hand of the Changzong Quasi-Saint was activated rapidly, and the tower-like shields on all sides quickly grew larger and overlapped together, blocking the front of the Sect Quasi-Saint.

Sleeve Yun Zhunsheng's face was grim, his fingers moved slightly, and the purple wood fracture fan opened with a "swish". There was a "crackling" sound, and small thunder wires jumped and flashed on the gorgeous fan surface of the folding fan.

The broken blade flashed, and slashed at the neck of the Sleeve Cloud Quasi-Saint from a tricky angle.

The folding fan in the hand of the Sleeve Cloud Quasi-Saint waved abruptly. To tell the truth, a man like Sleeve Yun Zhun Sheng, who was dressed in white and had a dusty temperament, waved a gorgeous purple folding fan, looking very handsome. But the folding fan fell, and the terrible aura made everyone dispel the thoughts in their hearts.

In the void, countless thunderbolts slammed into the blade from all angles. It seemed that with the blade as the center, a radius of several feet completely turned into a purple thunderball.

This kind of majesty, even if it is a quasi-saint, it will change color.

The blade shuddered and paused abruptly.

Zong Zhun Sheng turned his head and smashed his fist on the blade of the sword. He is ten feet tall, and a punch falls like a boulder.

Sonor!

The blade shot out.

But the darkness was already approaching, and he had never thought that he could use his sword to slay the three quasi-saints who were waiting for him.

Chong Shanjia covered his body, and then he slammed his fist into the body of the Quasi-Saint of the Pitch Black Giant Sect. Zong Zhun Sheng seems to be the strongest part of the three, but in fact, it is the easiest breakthrough point.

Boom!

A dull voice sounded, and the four shields smashed down on their fists, pressing down on Zong Zhun Sheng's body together.

Zong Zhun Sheng opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back. Although he was an innate treasure armor, the impact of the blunt blow was still difficult for him to bear.

In the dark night, his hands flashed like phantoms, and the shadow of his fist fell rapidly, constantly smashing on the pitch-black Sect Quasi-Saint.

"Thunder!" Zen Cloud Quasi-Saint had already reacted, and he immediately waved his folding fan.

With the dark night as the center, countless thunderbolts drilled out of the void within a radius of several feet. In an instant, there was a roar, thunder flashed, and the dark night turned into a thunderball!