Ten years ago, after the "Demon Heart Stone" was transported back, after waiting for several years, the Demon Island Demon Qi was not abundant, but the island area was even smaller. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this time the island owner Si He was dumbfounded, and hurriedly invited the Demon City Demon Envoy to come and investigate. The left waits don't come, and the right waits don't come. I happened to meet Xiong Rui returning to the Demon City from the Holy Domain, passing by the Demon Forest Island to see this former demon slave's close friend.

As soon as he arrived at Molin Island, Xiong Waste was also startled. Molin Island is a small border island among the seventy-two islands, and the quality of the "Demon Heart Stone" obtained is extremely low. Tens of millions of years ago, the demon lord set up a magic island to reward a demon slave who swore to fight to the death. Many cultivators who have just entered the Demon Realm are cultivating here. It can be regarded as the base camp of the demon slaves of the demon clan, and Dull Jun, Xiaoyue, and Anran all practiced here back then.

No matter how small the island is, it cannot be less than 100,000 miles. Now that the demonic qi has been devoured for no reason, how can Xiong Waste not be surprised. Back then, Molin Island was also the place where Xiong Waste started.

There was no need for Sihe Island to ask, Xiong Waste took the four demon guards and demon slaves to investigate. I walked around the corners of Molin Island and couldn't find the reason.

Xiong Waste thought about it, if he could easily find the root cause, the hundreds of demons in the Demon Forest Island would have found it a long time ago, would they still need themselves?

When he returned to the Demon Forest Peak, Xiong was very depressed. When passing by the Wuluo River, I slept for a long time, and when I woke up, it was the waning sunset.

The long flowing water of the Wuluo River, the color of the deep ink, like the sparkling of silk meandering in the blood-colored red light.

Suddenly, Xiao Yue, who was standing at the water's edge and looked at the waning sun, pointed to the river in surprise. "Look what that is".

Dull Jun and Tai Ah all gathered, and Xiong yawned lazily. Glanced.

Bear Waste jumped up and almost crashed into the branch of the big tree.

Between the red sun and the ink, a velvety stream of air flickered brightly, and a silver thread meandered into the river. Flying stars splashed, and the inky black water shone brightly, shining like snake scales where the silver thread fell.

Looking at the peaks on both sides of the Wuluo River, countless dragon-like air currents twisted together and swirled down under the red light, roaring and galloping between the narrow and narrow mountains, and the snow-white waves rushed towards the river bank.

Is it demonic energy? The demonic qi is like holy qi, colorless, tasteless, and formless, and it is impossible to sense its existence at all, and only when the demonic heart is petrified and gas, the rolling air flow can be seen because of the gathering of demonic qi.

This place, located in the middle of the Demon Forest Island, the demonic qi has long been diluted, and it is impossible to gather into an airflow, could it be that there is a demon heart stone on this peak.

The bear waste fled up the mountain peak at great speed, and there was a shadow of demonic energy in the darkness outside the peak. Suddenly, the demonic energy seemed to burst out of the underground rocks, wandering for a while, and unconsciously burrowed into the river, and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the last rays of the remnant sun, in the faint starlight river, the glittering giant snake went upstream, straight into the darkness of the sky.

Dull Jun, Satsuki and other demons all gathered, not knowing what had happened. It's just that there's something weird about looking at the sunset.

"Where does this river come from?" asked Xiong Yuan.

Taia looked at Dull Jun and Satsuki, and the two witches shook their heads.

"Thank goodness for leaving".

Xiong Ru took the demons along the "Wuluo River" and went up, and unconsciously found Wuming Mountain.

Since the old saint came from Wuming Mountain, Xiong was unhappy. Cry, cry, cry, cry, this demon ancestor is not in a hurry.

"Xia Yu makes a fire, I want to feast on holy friends." Xiong Waste came to be clever and scared Tai Ah and Xia Yu together. Could it be that the Demon Ancestor is going to roast the cadre, and Xiao Yue can fight with him.

Xiong Ru stared at the confused magician, bared his two rows of front teeth, and approached Xiaoyue with a smile. "Yue'er, don't cry, it's a pleasure to see your grandfather, come, I'll invite your grandfather to eat thousand-year-old honey."

The cadre saw a sorcerer who couldn't see the realm clearly, and hurriedly pushed Satsuki away. "Yue'er, grandpa still has important things, if you want grandpa to go to 'Wuming Mountain'."

"No, grandpa". Xiao Yue pulled the cadre tightly, and when she saw Xiong Fu coming, she knew what her grandfather was worried about, so she had to let go of her hand.

"Grandpa, I'll go with you."

The cadre shivered, and his head shook like a don't wave.

"The moon must not be ......". The cadre still wants to go on, but he wants to stop talking. Leaving Satsuki's hand aside, he hurried away.

Xiaoyue was stunned, just now her grandfather was still broken, and he kept complaining that he didn't take good care of her, how did his kung fu change after a while.

"Grandpa"! Xiao Yue followed.

The cadre stopped in the air suddenly, turned around, and stared at Satsuki fiercely with a pair of eagle eyes. "Stand still, don't follow."

Satsuki was dumbfounded, and immediately understood again. Wu Mingshan must be in danger, otherwise how could my grandfather become so lonely.

"Grandpa"!

"Yue'er, don't forget, don't get close to Wuming Mountain within a thousand miles, remember!" After the divine consciousness is finished, the cadre will disappear into the night.

Dull Jun approached and gently took Satsuki's hand. "Don't be sad Yue'er, the seniors must have something unspeakable."

Xiong Fu touched his bare chin, wondering what the words of the cadre consciousness meant?

"Xuan Shengyou, this demon still has important matters, see you another day." After Xiong finished speaking, he turned around and fled towards Molin Island.

Dull Jun pulled the reluctant Satsuki. "Let's go! After finishing the work, let's see the seniors again."

Xia Yu and Tai A looked suspicious, they have been with Xiong Waste for so long, they have never seen him so fine, with his realm, is there anything terrible in this domain?

Xuan Peng stared at the distant streamer of the demons, and muttered in his heart, with his realm, the cadre's divine sense could be completely sensed, could it be because the distance was too far?

The demon retreated inexplicably, Xuan Peng couldn't think of what to do, looked at Wu Mingshan, and his heart itched again.

"You wait, I'll go and visit the mountain lord."

Xuan Peng fled along the river.

In the blink of an eye, Wuming Mountain has been nearly a thousand miles.

The night wind whipped up the sand, and the small white river was blocked. Everything changed color, and the shadows of the peaks on both sides were visible. The sky above his head gradually became a heavy blackboard and pressed down.

Xuan Peng gasped and stopped.

"Elder Xuan Peng of the Border City of the Holy Realm pays a visit to the Mountain Lord"

A black light opened from the black curtain, and an honest saint swaggered out. looked up and down a few times, raised his head, pursed the corners of his mouth, and looked arrogant.

Xuan Peng looked at the eyes of the saint priest, he was so angry that he almost didn't vomit blood, and the little condensing qi realm saint priest didn't salute when he saw the holy ancestor, but looked directly at his face. If he was replaced by another sage, Xuan Peng would have to slap him to death.

"My master is cultivating, I don't see guests, let's come back another day!"

Xuan Peng heard the arrogant tone of the saint, and his nose was crooked. Gritting his teeth, he said calmly: "Tell your master, although Wuming Mountain is located in the two realms of saints and demons, if you want to cultivate, please go to the border city to buy the mountain."

Xuan Peng, who was about to die, came with hard energy, and he said something out of nothing, just like the truth.

"Got it". Yu Ba turned around to go into the shadows.

"For a month, otherwise the city will be closed." Xuan Peng continued.

"If you have the ability, seal it now".

Yu Ba looked back at Xuan Peng, his eyebrows raised high, as if he was deliberately angry with him.

Xuan Peng was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils, since he entered the incarnation realm, no saint priest dared to speak to him like this, let alone a small condensation realm saint.

"Little saint, I will teach your master a lesson today." As he spoke, the black iron hand locked Yu Ba's throat, pulled it in front of him, and snapped, and his hands were full of smoke.

Xuan Peng looked at the smoke in his hand and was stunned. The little saint actually knows phantom magic, but the phantom is just a shadow, how can he speak.

This can shock Xuan Peng, let go of his divine sense to track down the escaped saint.

Boom! Xuan Peng covered his eyebrows and flew dozens of feet away, falling heavily in the air, with a loud sound, he almost fell to his back, his eyes bulged out, his head hit the iron wall, and there was a hollow sound buzzing.

After a few turns, Xuan Peng found his direction and hurriedly set up a battle shield in front of him. I was too negligent just now, and if I was attacked by my opponent, I was afraid that my life would be lost.

Xuan Peng hid behind the battle shield, aware of the shady. "What a strong soul sense".

Soul Sense? I'm dizzy! Xuan Peng's brain letter was cold for a while, and the cold reached his heels. "Is it a soul one"?

Whoosh! Xuan Peng retreated for a hundred miles, two trembling strands, which could shake him dozens of feet away, and the soul was not only extremely strong, but also far above it.

Xuan Peng didn't dare to stay for a long time, and fled with a smoke.

The wind whipped awryly, the trees rustled and blew the leaves, and the wind-growing grass shook the leaves in frenzy.

A white light sliced through the windswept tree. It expanded violently, and three demon shadows rushed out, and the white crack flickered a few times, and gradually disappeared.

Xiong Waste stretched his long neck and said twice. Sure enough, it's a soul, why does the demonic energy gather here.

I touched my bare chin. "Xia Yu, it's up to you this time."

Xia Yu's heart was about to be pinched together, and he looked at Xiao Yue with a sarcastic face. "Sister Yue'er".

Xiong waste's eyes widened. "Why, this ancestor can't stop you."

"I ......". The embarrassed statue of the Holy Ancestor just now, Xia Yu saw it in his eyes, it was the Incarnation Realm Holy Ancestor, what was the little Condensation Realm?

"Let me try". Xiao Yuesi's grandfather was anxious, and without waiting for Xiong Waste to say anything, he had already flown close to the riverbank.

The river rises to the sky, like a silver satin, hanging in the air, and like a light yarn, when the wind blows, it is like smoke and mist, and there are white plums floating.

In the silver-white water, a white-bearded old saint stepped out, and wisps of silver poured on his chest. The strong wind blew, and a light mist sprinkled on the face, cool and silky.

"Yue'er".

Satsuki stood in the splashing mist, stunned. In just one day, my grandfather's face has changed a lot, and he is more radiant than he saw yesterday. I always feel that something is wrong.

"Grandpa". Satsuki's eyes were soaked with tears again.

The cadre just nodded. "Go back!

"Yue'er wants to be with her grandfather". Satsuki's voice trembled a little.

"Stand ......". The cadre hurriedly came and blocked Satsuki's figure.

Xiao Yue stared strangely at the crystal water curtain behind her grandfather like flying beads and broken jade. What's behind the scenes? Why is my grandfather so nervous?

Xiong Yu glanced at Xia Yu and said twice in his heart. As soon as his feet were raised, Xia Yu, who was stunned, flew out like a meat ball.

The cadre only felt that the youth group flashed nearby, and it was too late to block it. The water curtain shook, and another cadre escaped, raised his hand and shot out a red light, directly slashing the Youth League.

Xia Yu felt that his brain was cold, and his eyes were glazed. As soon as the battle shield was condensed, Tom! The shield body pressed violently, and the demon body stopped in the air.