Regardless of whether people think that time passes fast or slow, it always passes without any reason, and it does not stop because people think it is fast, nor does it speed up because people think it is slow.

Because of the joint suppression of the human world and the demon domain, the contradiction between the human race and the demon clan cultivators did not erupt on a large scale after all, but in the east and west directions bounded by Songshan Mountain, a base area has been formed, and the human race is all east of Songshan, and the cultivators of the demon domain are all staying in the west of Songshan.

No matter how much the two sides wanted to drive the other out completely, under the alliance of the Demon Domain Mission led by Chongzhao and the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Imperial Court led by the Northern Immortal Cultivator for the time being, this short and fragile peace could still be maintained near Songshan.

And today, all the open and secret battles have been reined into, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator has also personally walked through the local sects on Songshan one by one, so that today's Songshan Mountain rarely enjoys true tranquility.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Fengzen platform on the top of Nasong Mountain.

Feng Chan Tai is a legendary building.

In ancient times, when the Holy Emperor planned to lead the human race out of the oppression of the acquired wisdom demon, he took thirteen deeply friendly companions and made a bloody oath on the top of this Songshan Mountain to break out a world of his own for the human race.

Decades later, there was only one of the thirteen brothers left, but the human world was also really established, although the interior may not be very stable, after all, it was already a paradise that only belonged to the human race, and this place was also ordered by the Holy Emperor to build a Zen platform, which not only showed the majesty of the human world, but also showed the nostalgia for the brothers who started together in the past.

The world changes, the vicissitudes of life, Feng Chan Tai has experienced countless wind and rain in the millennium, collapsed countless times, and has been rebuilt many times, now the Feng Chan Tai has far exceeded the ancient times in scale, but it also has no original function, rather than running so far to Songshan Feng Zen, the geographical location of Mount Tai is obviously more suitable for the human world, not to mention that there is an endless incense Temple of Heaven on the outskirts of the capital, and has always been truly considered to be a holy place of the Holy Emperor Mound, today's Feng Zen Tai, more just as a landscape exists, but also retains a symbolic meaning, but at least the people up and down Songshan Mountain, there is no restriction on entering and exiting Feng Chantai, just make sure it's clean.

Compared with the sacrificial altar, the Fengzen platform is more like a slightly smaller square, like a round hat worn on the top of Songshan Mountain, because the repeated repairs have retained the simple artistic feeling of the human world in ancient times, and looking at the past from afar, it can still make people feel awe.

Today's Fengzentai, finally has a far-reaching meaning again, the battle that is about to take place here, no matter who wins and who loses in the end, no matter whether the process in the middle is ups and downs or a calm, will definitely become a strong stroke in the history books.

The king of the people is about to fight the Demon Emperor!

The two major disciples of Wu'an Sword Peak asked for a sword competition!

The fact that these two different angles alone could attract most of the cultivators of the Human Realm Demon Realm to come and observe this epic battle.

So today's Songshan is extraordinarily peaceful, but in addition to being peaceful, the cultivators of the two races of the human and demon clans also sent friendly body language and demeanor to the opposite side from afar, which is a harmonious and happy scene.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator is currently the only one standing on the Feng Zen platform.

Strictly speaking, although he is the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the mainstay of the human world, he is not a real person in the human world.

His parents are both fairy bodies that came out of Ling Xiao Peak, and their own fairy bodies are extremely pure, compared to the existing fairy body families in Ling Xiao Peak, they can almost crush all the descendants in them.

The human race and the demon race were already close to incompatibility, and at this time, the perverse behavior of the Holy Pavilion prompted the relaxation of the relationship between them, and the immobility of the Holy Pavilion caused a rift between them, but in any case, the hostility of the two human and demon races towards the fairy body was very strong. Moreover, the actions of the Northern Immortal Cultivator to suppress the internal human race have already made many people dissatisfied, even if Gao Fan's matter has not been spread, there are already voices in the human world that are dissatisfied with him.

Even if the Northern Meditation Cultivator has already proved his loyalty to the human world and his importance to the human world with practical actions, when a person with ulterior motives intends to spray him, the first one is definitely a question of origin - of course, this is absolutely impossible to say clearly under Gao Yangsong's nose, but it is still very simple to disgust two sentences in beautiful rhetoric.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, this is a deep-rooted thought in the human world, it cannot be changed in a short period of time, Bei Mingxiu has long been unable to care about these, if he is really affected by these gossips, when Qiu Fengchun was in charge of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he has long been unable to bear it, either he really takes refuge in Qiu Fengchun and gets by, or he is broken, and the net is not broken.

These gossips are just mosquitoes screaming.

Bei Mingxiu stood on the Sealed Meditation Platform only because he was a witness to this battle, and he was the only one who was qualified to be this witness.

Songshan asked the sword, and the most important thing in the competition was naturally the way of the sword.

is also a disciple of Wu'an Sword Peak, even if the Northern Immortal Cultivator's attainments in the sword path are not as good as the two senior brothers, he will definitely not be far behind, and when he announces the victory or defeat, his credibility is naturally extremely high.

And as a fellow disciple and a close friend, as a notary, Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong will not object, let alone worry that he will favor either party, and he can be relatively fair.

He was the only one who could truly observe this earth-shattering battle up close, and no matter what the Terran Demon Race thought of him, he could only express his deep envy for him. new world

In the sword fighting of the two disciples of Wu'an Sword Peak, it is bound to be able to reveal some of the cultivation of Wu'an Sword Peak, if you can understand one of them, you may be able to benefit a lot, and then break through some of the problems that have plagued you for a long time.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator himself cultivated the sword path of the Shoreless Sword Peak, and there was almost no need to think about it, no matter who won or lost in this battle, he was the one who directly enjoyed the benefits.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator looked at the scenery below the Feng Zen Terrace, and just thinking about it, he knew that many people were staring at this place with envious eyes, or looking at the projection circle that had not yet been driven by the monks of the Dharma Sect Hall.

This time, the Feng Zen platform is compared to the battle platform that covers the sky and the sun when the Heavenly Dao will be, and the workload of arranging the projection circle is obviously much smaller, and all corners at the foot of Songshan Mountain can find the right angle to watch, just wait for the two protagonists to come, the projection circle is all blooming, and it is a carnival to think of.

At this moment of great attention, the hatred between the races will inevitably be a little backward, and even if the conflict breaks out, it will be after this war, and then there will be nothing to do.

Bei Mingxiu's gaze fell on the two corners at the foot of the mountain.

One of them is the residence of Momei Villa surrounded by the protection of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, all the disciples of Momei Villa, together with Chongcheng and Tu Shanwei, are waiting for Yao Chong's arrival, Chongming and Xun Hao are also mixed in, and it seems that they get along with the disciples of Momei Villa very well.

On the other hand, it is the temporary residence of Gao Yangsong's concubines, who have been secretly guarded by the six doors, and at this glance, the women are sitting around the stone table, which is full of snacks and drinks, and they are obviously fully prepared for this battle.

And the third place is undoubtedly the one that attracts his attention the most.

Because he wanted to notarize this battle in Fengzentai, all the people in the Northern Underworld Mansion were also moved by him to the halfway point of Songshan Mountain, which was already the farthest distance that cultivators could reach, and if they went up, they would be blocked by the members of the four major halls of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, which was also the greatest power he could win for them in the overall situation. From a distance, such a large group of people is definitely an extremely conspicuous existence in the middle of the mountain.

It's good that he's no longer alone, and he doesn't have to fight alone.

Bei Mingxiu smiled and withdrew his gaze, looking up at the sky, his brows furrowed slightly imperceptibly.

Everything is ready, but today's two protagonists are nowhere to be found.

Neither of them would miss the battle, and for a moment, he couldn't figure out what they were doing now, so he had to wait with a wry smile, hoping that they would have a sense of time.

If it drags on for a long time, this shocking battle may turn into a joke.

Fortunately, at this moment, a voice sounded in mid-air, causing a stone in the heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator to fall to the ground.

"Isn't that guy here yet?"

Gao Yang Song's sword landed, his feet just landed, and the Long Yuan sword had naturally fallen into his hands, just holding the sword so skillfully gave people an invisible sense of coercion, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator could clearly perceive that if this sword added some strength when the sword was collected, it might be a strange move to take people's lives when returning to the sword.

Every gesture has a sword move. Unpredictability is the characteristic of Gao Yang Song's kendo.

Gao Yangsong's tone was calm, and the volume was not very loud, but everyone could hear the dissatisfaction and confidence in his words, and for a while, the Terran cultivators cheered and shouted, cheering for their people, and some of them even planned to mock Yao Chong for not coming to the deadline, cowardly and cowardly, but in this piece of jubilation, a sword roar suddenly sounded abruptly, which suddenly made the prestige of the demon clan great, and under Jiang Rulong's lead and cheering, the voice of the Terran was suppressed.

Yao Chong's sword robe fluttered, like a fallen leaf, falling on the Fengzen platform naturally.

His sword robe was scarred, even if it was washed to its original pure white, it still gave people a shabby feeling, but when this sword robe was worn on Yao Chong's body, it only made people feel sharp and uncontrollable.

Everyone in the demon clan knew that the scars on these sword robes were all honors left when they fought with the White Tiger Envoy of the Holy Pavilion, and compared to Gao Yang Song's sword robe that was really plain and had not been worn a few times at a glance, it was naturally superior.

The two sword cultivators held their swords in their hands, their eyes meeting at this moment.

At this moment, the aura of the two of them converged in their bodies, but the sword robes around them were agitated by the strong wind, hunting and hunting, and seemed to exude an incomparably powerful aura, which made the clouds chaotic and the breeze difficult to calm down.

The two sword robes danced in the wind, and Gao Yang Song's serious voice also echoed in the Quartet of Songshan Mountain.

"It's time to go. ”