Qiu Fuji didn't listen to the nonsense of the demon and continued to move forward. At this time, in the Yunze Fantasy Realm, it has become a killing field. There is not one in the demon race, but the more they fight, the stronger they become, when they were first photographed, there was only one demon handsome, and in just a few days, ten demon generals have broken through to the demon handsome.

Xuantian was in the belly of the mountain and sighed: "If the demonic qi is not enough, the excess demons will be consumed and turned into demonic qi, this is the way of survival of the demons? ”

Of the hundred monks of the Xuanqing Sect, there are still sixty-seven left, and they are lined up in battle formations, and under the leadership of Wumeng, Wuying, and Wufan, they are the most powerful.

On the other hand, the casualties of the monks of the three states were not too heavy. The layout of the Xuanqing Sect is to win people's hearts, not to destroy them. The monks of Sanzhou were in distress and were often rescued by the monks of the Xuanqing Sect, and then joined the battle formation of the Xuanqing Sect and fought side by side.

Qiu Fuji walked for a while, called the Demon Ding, and asked, "The Demon Clan is in the Abyss, how many soldiers are there?"

Demon Ding shook his head and said, "Uncle Zhou, I don't know about this. A large number of demon spirits are produced in the demon cave every day, and they devour each other to generate demon soldiers and demon generals. ”

Qiu Buji frowned and said, "Won't the demonic qi be consumed?"

Seeing that Qiu Buji's face was not good, Demon Ding said: "Sooner or later, the demonic qi will be consumed, but the demonic qi in the abyss has accumulated for thousands of years, and if it is not a hundred years, I am afraid it will not be exhausted." ”

Qiu Fuji stopped talking, the lifespan of ordinary people was only a hundred years, and the lifespan of most of the people of the Horned Race was less than a hundred years in the Black Mist Forest. Isn't the tide raging for at least a generation?

Demon Ding continued: "The battle of the Demon Clan in the abyss is not good, there should be strong people coming from the Demon Domain, and they will consume a large amount of Demon Qi. ”

Qiu Fuji said angrily: "What is coming, that's called invasion." This time, none of the monks from the Demon Domain could go. In less than a hundred years, within twenty years, I will slaughter them all, including you. ”

Demon Ding felt a chill in his heart, and said again and again: "Uncle Zhou is mighty, I see that you and your master will join forces to extinguish the demon tide in less than twenty years." As for me, you and your master want me to die, don't do anything, tell me, I'll blow myself up. ”

The black dragon said: "Big brother, you let this guy blow himself up once, and I will open my eyes with the devouring spirit." "The demon didn't dare to say more, and he kept talking. Qiu Fuji looked at the demon ding, and on a whim, pressed his hand on the top of his head.

The demon didn't know what Qiu Fuji was going to do, so he had to stand still. Autumn Fuji summoned the primordial qi and poured it into the top door of the demon.

The primordial qi entered the body, and the world was suddenly turned upside down in the demon ding's body. The primordial qi and the demonic qi fought together, and the demonic qi dissolved piece by piece, but it was reproduced again.

The demon ding had devoured the chaotic qi, and the demonic qi in his body was extremely tough, he sat down cross-legged, running the magic power, and the original qi was consumed a little. Qiu Fuji withdrew his hand and looked at the magic ding. He wanted to know if the primordial qi was like the chaotic qi, the nemesis of the demon race.

A trace of primordial qi was devoured, and the last trace of primordial qi disappeared. The cultivation of the demon Ding suddenly increased, and the demonic qi in the Yunze Illusion Realm rushed towards him frantically.

Where the demon was sitting, a huge whirlpool appeared, pulling the demonic qi into the demon ding's body. In the belly of the mountain, Xuantian felt the flow of demonic energy, and said lightly: "There is another demon clan breaking through the realm?"

The momentum of the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the demons in the Yunze Illusion Realm couldn't help but tremble. They withdrew from the battlefield and rushed towards the whirlpool. Mo Ding let out a long roar: "Haha, because of the blessing of misfortune, I have advanced to the Demon King." ”

The chaotic qi and the primordial qi fused for the first time, and the cultivation of the demon ding was forcibly pushed to the realm of the demon king. The whirlpool vanished, and the demon had risen to his feet, full of ambition, looking up at the sky.

Qiu Buji walked up to him, jerked his head, and said, "What are you yelling about, when others don't know that we are hiding here?"

When the demon generals rushed over, Mo Ding hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhou, let's go, I'll resist for a while." Qiu Buji ignored him anymore, greeted him, and walked away, followed by the black dragon and the spirit devouring child.

The Demon Soldier Demon General was coming in a blink of an eye, and before he reached the Demon Ding, he already felt a strong pressure. The ten demon marshals stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Demon King." ”

In the belly of the mountain, Xuantian shook his head and said, "This little demon cub has broken through to the demon king, and he can't stay any longer." "He sent an order to the air, ordering the monks of the Xuanqing Sect to kill the demon king.

Xuan Huan and Xuan Yu passed down the order, and the monks of the Xuanqing Sect lined up to kill the place where the demons gathered. Moding sneered: "It's a good time, just take your sacrificial flag." ”

In the depths of a desperate situation, the demon knew that these monks were not the same people as Qiu, and they were fierce. The figure flashed, and it had swept in front of the battle array of the Xuanqing Sect monks.

The demon Ding let out a loud shout and slammed out a demonic aura. This demonic aura was thick and ethereal, instantly formed a group in the air, and exploded in the battle array of the Xuanqing Sect.

Under the blow, more than a dozen monks were injured, and two of them were directly killed. Dreamless swung his sword and slashed, hitting the head of the demon. With a ding, there was a sound of gold and stone.

At first, there was a pain in his head, and suddenly he felt something come out of his head, blocking the sword. The figure of the demon Ding retreated sharply like a demon general, reached out and touched it, and laughed: "I have horns, my magic Ding has horns." Hahaha. ”

There was a fluctuation in the air, and the demon soldiers were like crazy, and they rushed towards the monks of the Xuanqing Sect, and the sound of self-explosions came and went, and the smoke and dust rose in the Yunze Illusion Realm.

The smoke and dust fell, the demon Ding had disappeared, and the demon generals were rushing to kill non-stop. Only about twenty monks of the Xuanqing Sect were left standing in place, and the others had fallen to the ground, and some of them were directly shattered by the self-explosion of the demon commander.

Xuantian was taken aback, the hundred monks of the Xuanqing Sect had suffered such heavy losses? His figure flashed, and he was already in the air, raising his hand to use his mana, and he was about to strike down.

At this moment, the voice of Dao Qianjun came from the air: "Xuantian, why is there such a big anger?

Xuantian slowly withdrew his hand and shook his head: "Qianjun, I didn't expect you to come so quickly." ”

Dao Qianjun laughed: "I already knew that you gathered the monks of the three states, and you didn't have a good heart. But the monks are your monks, and the people are your people, and I don't bother to care. I'm here to play chess with you this time. ”

After speaking, Dao Qianjun waved his hand, and a stone table appeared in the air, two stone piers, and a chessboard was placed on the stone table, with nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, and the chess pieces were scattered on it, black and white.

Xuantian smiled: "Qianjun, good Yaxing." Are you so relieved that the person you want to save will survive?"

Dao Qianjun shook his head: "I care so much about him, I just came to play chess with you, and as for other things, I will let him go." ”

Xuantian nodded: "Qianjun, you said it well, then let him go." However, if you ask me to play chess today, I will play chess with you one day. ”

Dao Qianjun laughed again: "You are welcome to come to me at any time." ”

Xuantian's words clearly fell into the ears of Xuan Huan, Xuan Yu, and every Xuanqing Sect monk. Xuan Huan and Xuan Yu looked at each other and sighed, and the Venerable spoke, they could only obey the order.

Wumeng raised his eyes to look at the sky, only to see a cloud in the sky, and the voice of the teacher came from it, but he could not see the figure. Those Venerable Ones, do they want to be high up and say a few words to determine life and death?

Qiu Fuji ran wildly all the way, and when he reached a valley, he stopped. The Black Dragon and the Spirit Devouring Son rushed up, and the Black Dragon said, "Big brother, have you infused the Demon Ding with the Primordial Qi, why did he suddenly advance?"

The voice of the demon Ding came: "Brother Black Dragon, your eyes are like torches, Uncle Zhou has infused me with primordial energy, and he is really good to me." As he spoke, the Devil had already run over.

Qiu Buji sneered: "Demon Ding, you have already advanced to the Demon King, why do you want to follow us again?"

Demon Ding hurriedly saluted: "Uncle Zhou, what about the Demon King? In the eyes of Xuanqing Sect, he is still an ant." If I want to stay alive this time, I can only follow you. ”

Qiu Fuji didn't bother to pay attention to the magic Ding anymore, and looked at the clouds in the sky. The Spirit Devourer said, "Big brother, there is something strange in the clouds. ”

The black dragon said: "Nonsense, the blind know that there is something strange in it, this is our vitality." ”

Qiu Fuji asked, "Demon Ding, why did there be a self-explosion just now?"

The demon Ding touched the top of his head and said, "I have horns, the demon clan horns are extremely rare, the moment I grow horns, the demon soldiers will fall into madness." When the monks of the Xuanqing Sect fought in front of them, they rushed into the battle formation and blew up the savior. ”

"You are their master?" Qiu Buji said coldly, "You are very majestic, I have to look up at you." ”

Mo Ding saluted again: "Where did Uncle Zhou come from, in front of you and the master, I will always be a servant." ”

Qiu Fuji looked at the top of the demon's head, and the two curved horns had grown. He sighed in his heart, for the horned people, long horns are also rare, but unfortunately his horns have melted.

The black dragon shouted, "You guy, when you didn't have horns, you transformed into a monk, and you can barely give it a try." Now that you have horns, do you still want to get out of Yunze Mountain?"

Qiu Fuji said: "Demon Ding, this is a problem, whether it is the Demon Race or the Horned Human Race, it is not allowed to be inflicted on the Human Race, if you want to live, I am afraid that you will not be able to follow me." ”

Mo Ding shook his head and said: "Follow Uncle Zhou, at least there is a glimmer of life, I will give it a try, if I die, my life is not good, if I am lucky to escape, it is Uncle Zhou and the master Hongfu Qitian." ”

Qiu Fuji stopped talking, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to resume his cultivation. The monk of the Xuanqing Sect killed the last demon general, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a broken body and arms.

Wumeng suppressed the hatred in his heart and looked at the cloud coldly. Wu Xuan's eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Wu Fan took action to treat the wounded, and in this battle, there were twenty-five people left in the Xuanqing Sect, and the rest of the monks all fell.

Wumeng suddenly said softly: "We are not chess pieces, not anyone's chess pieces. With that, Wumeng turned around and walked away, disappearing into a vast mist.

Demon Ding watched Qiu Fuji cultivate, and the black dragon and the spirit devouring prince whispered. He was idle and bored, so he took up the method of change he had realized, and changed back and forth.

By the side of the three Qiu Bu brothers, the demon Ding first turned into Cui Kui, and then turned into a monk of the Xuanqing Sect, and finally, his mind moved, and he turned into the appearance of the Northern Burning Sun.

In the Great Wilderness City, Bei Lieyang suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, as if there was a trace of change in his body. He checked repeatedly, but found nothing unusual, and couldn't help frowning.

Qiu Fuji resumed his cultivation, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw Bei Lieyang standing in front of him, and exclaimed, "Lieyang, you were also photographed here?"

The North Lieyang opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Zhou, it's me." I missed my master, and I took on his form. Qiu Fuji looked carefully and found that the Northern Blazing Sun transformed by the Demon Ding was almost identical, and even he could not distinguish the real from the fake.

When he looked up, Qiu Fuji noticed the difference, the horns on the head of the Northern Lie Sun were straight, while the horns on the head of the demon were curved towards the sky.

Qiu Fuji let out a sigh of relief, there is always some difference between the two, otherwise it would be difficult to recognize. He stood up and circled around the demon Ding a few times, and suddenly thought, "If the horns of the Northern Sun also become crooked, wouldn't these two be exactly the same?"

In the Great Wilderness City, Beishan suddenly shouted, "Big brother, why are your horns bent?"