"What is reason, and what is it? I am an old rotten wood, I don't understand, I don't know if Xiaoyou can solve a puzzle?" asked the Demon Ancestor with great interest.

Tang Qian didn't answer, the Demon Ancestor was delaying, what was he delaying Tang Qian didn't know, and he didn't want to know, all he had to do was the things he was doing.

So he broke the sword in his hand with force, and he was going to split the whole table.

But the table didn't move.

This table is a fine rosewood, but no matter how good the rosewood is, it will definitely not be able to stop Tang Qian's strength.

It should have been unstoppable.

But Tang Qian saw the eyes of the Demon Ancestor, he looked at himself indifferently, and the Demon Ancestor's hand was gently placed on the table.

What a monk can do is something that ordinary monks can't imagine, just like a mortal without mana has never really seen the monk's world.

So Tang Qian saw the hand of the Demon Ancestor, and then there was a table that could not be split, so he didn't need to care about "what the Demon Ancestor did", but just think about how to split the table.

After all, Tang Qian had clearly understood the fact that "no matter what the Returning Void Monk does, it is normal".

Tang Qian had to work harder.

"Are you sure you want to do this, young man. The voice of the Demon Ancestor sounded again, and Tang Qian knew that something was wrong, his figure did not retreat, because he did not dare.

The surroundings seemed to become quiet, and the movements of those Zhongzhou monks became extremely slow, and even their expressions were still stuck at the moment when they had just discovered Tang Qian's appearance, and a monk rushed to the largest table, and stood in front of Demon Ancestor, Hu Xiaoyan, and Pan Zhengqing.

They didn't have time to discuss, they didn't have time to express their doubts and strangeness, and they didn't have time to accuse Tang Qian of this kind of rudeness, because they were still stuck at that moment.

Time and space stand still, and this place seems to be a different kind of small world.

The small world of the Demon Ancestor.

Tang Qian looked at the Demon Ancestor, and did not feel scared at all because he was trapped in the other party's small world: "I knew from the beginning that you came here because you knew Pan Zhengqing's plan, this matter was said by a person who is called the sea of blood in the general trend of the world, when all the prerequisites are you know, then you must deal with it." ”

Tang Qian said: "Pan Zhengqing is calculating you, but you are definitely calculating him, if my guess is right, he wants to swallow you, the countless cave masters, half of the main forces of Yueye Prefecture, and you want to turn the entire cliff pass into ashes." ”

The demon ancestor wanted to continue listening, so he naturally blew the tea in his hand, and there was a faint smell of "demon weed" in the tea, mixed with "Xingyue Flower" and "Five Smelly Grass", the taste of demon weed will fade and become nothing, even if you drink a small amount, it will have a slight impact on the demon power.

And a small impact at this moment can make a huge difference.

But the Demon Ancestor drank it without care.

Tang Qian has already continued: "Your target is also Hu Xiaoyan, if you add fuel to the fire and kill her, there is still an eight-tailed fox clone present, Khufu."

If you fuse your soul with that big fox, you can directly become a Returning Monk!"

Tang Qian said in a low voice: "Everyone has miscalculated the level of the eight-tailed fox realm, it is only a matter of time before she is away from returning to the void, and there is an essential difference between her and those 'infinite closeness' and 'one foot at the door'. ”

The eight-tailed fox only needs the soul of a doppelganger, instead of eight breaking through and then fusing with each other.

"Clever. The Demon Ancestor sighed lightly: "You may really be the smartest person among these monks, even if the sea of blood came to Yueye Prefecture and did not find the secret of the Eight-Tails' cultivation, I finally came up with the most suitable possibility for everything after deduction." ”

Tang Qian said emotionlessly: "Kill Hu Xiaoyan?"

The Demon Ancestor sighed softly: "To be honest, I don't want to, I watched the little fox grow up, and the tails increased one by one, and then I watched her learn to divide into eight, so Hu Xiaoyan is also the little fox I know, and it is also the existence of my old tree spirit like a family." ”

Tang Qian didn't say anything, the more he said that he liked Hu Xiaoyan, the more it showed that this demon ancestor had made up his mind.

The Demon Ancestor said again, "Even if you know, what? Besides, even though you said what I was going to do, you still didn't say why I did it, and you know that I have reached the realm of returning to the void, and even if you 'think' that something is absolutely going to happen, it is not impossible. ”

Tang Qian closed his eyes, he didn't want to say it: "Heavenly Tribulation." ”

For the first time, the Demon Ancestor showed a truly surprised expression on his face: "Yes, if the Eight Tails cross the tribulation in the Cliff Pass, the entire Cliff Pass will cease to exist, no matter whether she succeeds in the tribulation by then, she still has five remaining clones." ”

The five clones are all independent individuals, and if the tribulation fails and the largest body dies, they will also have the experience and memory of returning to the void, so for them, the chance of becoming a return to the void is greater.

If it succeeds, although the eight clones are missing one Hu Xiaoyan, they can still be combined into one and become one of the strongest in the return to the void.

And no matter what, Zhongzhou has to pay a cliff pass, and how many people will die on the cliff pass.

"The balance between Mrs. Hu and the big eight-tailed fox is Hu Xiaoyan, if Hu Xiaoyan dies, everything will be natural, even the eight-tailed fox will not have any gap with you. ”

It was Pan Zhengqing who did it.

The Demon Ancestor kept nodding: "It's too right, it's too right." He suddenly looked cold: "Since you know so much, and you are still in my 'instant beauty', should you die?"

Tang Qian only felt the coldness around him, he seemed to see the endless trees behind the Demon Ancestor, those trees were like the arms of the Demon Ancestor, but they were all standing in the sky, and no human could stop them.

Tang Qian even felt that if he wanted to cut off one of them in his current realm, it would take him half a day.

Not to mention that these trees look like forests, and they look like a sea of forests.

Tang Qian even felt that this seemed to be a realm.

A boundary of trees.

"I ......" Tang Qian's eyes were a little trance-like, this is the demon ancestor wants to do it to himself.

Tang Qian suddenly found himself drinking flower wine.

The place is the place to drink flower wine, although it is a private room, but the surroundings are still noisy, the decoration is very luxurious, but it doesn't matter, the important place to drink flower wine is always wine and beauty.

He has wine and beauty in front of him.

This is very abrupt and illogical, but he was really drinking flower wine, and the person sitting in front of him was unrecognizable, but Tang Qian felt that her face must be very beautiful, so when the woman in front of him toasted, he also raised his glass.

But the man said, "It's not time yet." ”

Tang Qian was puzzled: "Isn't it time, is it not suitable for Fenghua Xueyue, or is it not suitable for drinking this glass of wine?"

He seemed to have forgotten the Demon Ancestor who was still in front of him just now.

The man chuckled, "It's that you're not fit to die now." ”

The woman suddenly lay on Tang Qian's body, the luxurious flower robe on her body, the misty smoke waves in her eyes, and the shallow smile on the corner of her mouth all became indifferent.

Because Tang Qian recognized this face.

Hua Su asked.

Her face gradually became extremely clear: "You have a way to survive the Heavenly Tribulation, right, you know my spells, the Immortal Technique, you practice it very well, that Heavenly Tribulation can't do anything to you, why don't you tell the Demon Ancestor that you don't care about this matter?" Her expression was three points of disgust, as if it was because Tang Qian wanted to confront a terrifying monk like the Demon Ancestor.

There are also seven points, which is a feeling that Tang Qian is unwilling to read.

Miss.

Tang Qian had already raised a hand and gently touched Hua Suwen's face, it was very cold, she was not a living person.

"But there are some things that must be done, to solve the trouble of Yaguan, this is my agreement with Zhang Kaikai, isn't it?"

If the cliff passes are all gone, what if he can naturally survive, Zhang Kaikai still holds Hua Su in his hand and asks the way back to the Quartet Realm.

Hua Suwen's eyes were complicated: "You don't need to be like this. ”

Tang Qian just said repeatedly: "There are some things that must be done. ”

After saying that, Hua Suwen in front of him gradually disappeared, and Tang Qian saw the face of the Demon Ancestor like the bark of a dry old tree.

Compared to the surrounding monks, the conversation between the Demon Ancestor and Tang Qian was static, and compared to the Demon Ancestor, everything between Tang Qian and Hua Suwen never existed.

Tang Qian is calmly analyzing, he must live.

Now the Demon Ancestor maintains his small world, which will definitely consume a lot of mana, no matter how strong the Demon Ancestor is, it is impossible to maintain this kind of time and space stillness all the time, this is an opportunity.

Tang Qian said softly: "I just want to give it a try, just like everyone else, right?" With a twist of the sword in his hand, his body slammed forward, and his other hand was already stretched out, reaching out to Hu Xiaoyan.

Tang Qian felt that his hand and Hu Xiaoyan's clothes seemed to be two completely different worlds, and the infinite close to Hu Xiaoyan's clothes would become infinitely slow.

Here's it

It is the boundary of the small world of the demon ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, and Tang Qian felt that the pressure between heaven and earth had doubled, and the phantoms of the trees behind the Demon Ancestor seemed to be ready to turn the void into reality at any time.

Tang Qian said, "I'll take the first step." The broken sword in his hand had already emitted a dazzling white light, and Tang Qian's entire body exuded a palpitating inky mana, and then his entire arm merged into it, turning into a part of the broken sword that had almost turned white, like the lines on the sword.

The rest of his body was also wrapped in ink-colored mana, and only the other thin hand stretched out towards Hu Xiaoyan was still trying to break through the restrictions of the Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, Tang Qian almost integrated into what he had learned all his life, turned his real person into a painting, and then relied on the broken sword.

The broken sword split the table with Tang Qian's whole persona's mana, and the attack of the demon ancestor had arrived, Tang Qian's ink-colored mana was his body, which was pierced by the unknown moves of the demon clan with many holes, but it seemed that it had really turned into ink, and he was powerless.

The sword split the table, it split the entire small space, it tore the Demon Ancestor's control—at least to some extent.

So Tang Qian's hand naturally pulled Hu Xiaoyan's collar.

Hu Xiaoyan didn't react, and the person was thrown into the sky by Tang Qian like a cloud, the sky between Yaguan and the Yueye Prefecture Demon Clan.

"Huh, hey, hey?" Hu Xiaoyan's exclamation was no less than that of all the monks on both sides.

(End of chapter)