Ten thousand demons retreated.

The much-anticipated battle of the gods and demons came to an end.

The process is thrilling, but the ending is the best for the Terrans.

Wei Chan directly ended or even destroyed the Divine Demon Platform in his own way, and successfully became the first person for a young cultivator to break through the Three Realms.

Except, of course, for the nine thoughts of being born with Vajra.

For those people in the sect, seeing Wei Chan's demeanor in today's battle, they will look up and admire.

For the people on the head of the demon suppression wall, with one more Wei Chan, the safety of the entire world will be more guaranteed.

What about the four gods of the eternal wilderness?

Still hit by a punch!

And with Wei Chan's breakthrough, it is conceivable that the descendants of the Holy Land should break through that bottleneck one after another, after all, no one wants to lag behind Wei Chan too much.

Only on the second day after the end of the war, Chen Chu and Lu Miao of the Cold Cloud Sect directly stepped into the Three Realms in the Demon Suppression City.

No one expected that these two would follow.

However, something that surprised everyone even more happened.

Early in the morning of the third day.

Yao Chi Su Nian also announced that he had stepped into the Three Realms.

In the evening of the same day, Kunlun Daoyi followed.

The aura gathered in the entire Demon City can be said to be the most in hundreds of years, and the faint yellow sand in the sky was swept away, and it was clear.

The Three Realms are the realms of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but with the passage of time, they have gradually evolved into symbols of the practitioner's ability to merge with heaven and earth.

When the martial artist reaches the seventh level, the sword cultivation breaks through the sky, and they all belong to the three realms.

So most of the people subconsciously stared at the Sword Pavilion.

Whether it is Shen Mohuang breaking the sky, or Lu Shen breaking the sky, it is a very interesting thing.

However, to everyone's disappointment, when the rest of the houses in the Seven Holy Lands were quite lively, the inside of the Sword Pavilion Mansion seemed very quiet, and there were no visions born so far.

In addition to doubts, everyone seemed to guess something.

Shen Mohuang, who represented the first battle of the human race, lost, and naturally seemed quite embarrassed at this time.

In reality, however..... The atmosphere in the courtyard was not as disappointing or serious as others thought.

In addition to practicing all day long, Shen Mohuang instructed Han Shaobin and Li Yihan in their swordsmanship, and occasionally clicked the three swords of the Yuan, and it seemed that there was no change because of the defeat.

The whole yard is quiet but harmonious.

In fact, where there is a land sunken, it is never too cold, nor too noisy.

He returned the day after the competition.

The familiar locust leaves floated down from the tree and landed on the palm of Lu Shen's hand who closed his eyes and rested his mind.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky again.

In the past few days, the heirs of the Holy Land have broken through the realm, and he has been quietly watching here.

There is no doubt that this is the knot of an era

Dot.

The Sacred Land Descendants are gradually walking on the path of the top level cultivators in the mainland.

In a few years, it won't even be too long, the new will replace the old, the end of an era and the rise of a new one, and it is destined that many old people will die on the road.

Thinking about this, I don't know what is going on in my head.

Shen Mohuang came to the backyard and also looked at the sky silently

Lu Shen said: "Are you in a hurry?"

Shen Mohuang shook his head calmly and said, "Since they all lost, what are you anxious about?"

After speaking, he sat cross-legged and placed the ancient sword in his lap.

She had been reflecting on that battle all these days, but she really didn't have any discouragement or frustration.

The reason is simple.

Because I really can't beat it.

The gap in the years of cultivation, the suppression of the wild world, and the understanding of one's own kendo are all influences that cannot be changed.

The only thing she could do was to continue her cultivation to the point where she could make up for it all before she could get that defeat back.

"Well done, didn't let me down both times. ”

Lu Shenliu showed a hint of a smile and said: "The first time was under the city wall, there was no forced pressure or the so-called face to forcibly use the extreme realm, in fact, more importantly, even if you forcibly use it at that time, in my opinion, the chance of winning is still very small, and it is very likely that you will still be defeated by the descendants of the drought god, and then the consequences will be counted, and even your sword heart will be irreversibly shaken." “

Shen Mohuang looked calm and asked, "Second time?"

Lu Shen raised his head and said, "It's now." ”

In the past few days, the descendants of the Seven Holy Lands have broken through the Three Realms Pass one after another, not only being forced by Wei Chan, but also the suppression of their own spiritual power has reached perfection.

And under this strong pressure, Shen Mohuang still ignored and didn't care, which was a great thing in Lu Shen's opinion.

There are many people who think that one step is slow, but they don't know that cultivation is not just a preemptive step, and one wrong step will lose everything.

"You are very talented, and you are blessed with a unique position in the Sword Pavilion, and you have gone too fast all the way, and now you just have the opportunity to lose a game to slow you down, which is actually a good thing. ”

Lu Shen said: "The next road is the most difficult for you, so try to walk slowly." ”

"I always feel like I'm talking to the master. ”

Shen Mohuang narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of girl-like lazy demeanor for the first time, and murmured softly: "No matter what, I still lost, it seems that I will start retreat again after I go back." ”

Lu Shen glanced at her.

I remember what the Pavilion Master of the North Pavilion said when I was in Luoyang Peak before.

Shen Mohuang was an extremely playful child when he was a child, he played in the sea of swords for a year, and he really practiced for less than nine days, and after nine days, he reached the mortal realm.

Even now, in fact, Shen Mohuang is only in his twenties.

Throwing away that cold temperament, Shen Mohuang's perfect cheeks were still hidden

You can see a hint of a girlish silhouette of baby fat.

And how could a girl who was so playful at a young age become so diligent now.

"What are you practicing swords for?"

Lu Shen asked curiously.

Shen Mohuang thought for a while and said: "When I was a child, I lived in a small city, my father was a scholar, and my mother was a local businessman. ”

"The innate sword fetus is supposed to be like this. ”

Lu Shen said: "Sometimes obsession is often a shackle, and it will be more refreshing to practice the sword instead of having no desire, which is similar to me." ”

"You?" Shen Mohuang tilted his head slightly.

Lu Shen nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't think about anything when I practiced swords, and holding the sword seemed to be a matter of course." ”

"Ahem. ”

A very deliberate cough sounded.

I don't know when, a large group of people have already arrived in the backyard, and there is also a guest.

Susie stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, the white clothes dressed by the perennial men today were changed into white dresses, obviously carefully dressed, with a faint smile on her face.

Li Yihan, Han Shaobin and others looked up at the sky, and it seemed that the starry sky was good.

Although they don't want to admit it, aside from their personal emotions, it seems a bit too much to talk to another woman in front of a woman who makes no secret of her intentions.

And the little ball in front of the tree, Yuan Sanjian, secretly popped out of the corner with three little heads, carefully watching this scene.

The coughing sound earlier was made by Yuan Sanjian.

has been in the Demon City for a long time, and he can be described as a sincere admiration for Fairy Susie.

However, Uncle Shen is his own family, and his appearance realm is also very compatible with Lu Shen.

One is gentle and gentle, the other is cold and arrogant, and Yuan Sanjian didn't think about who would be his aunt anyway.

I just think that if Uncle Lu is a little more ruthless, he will simply accept both of them!

Manly husband, three wives and four concubines, what's wrong?

Yuan Sanjian felt that in the future, he would buy a big house, marry seven or eight daughters-in-law, and have more than 20 children.

Of course, only if the ball agrees.

"Hey... Hey. ”

Thinking about it, Yuan Sanjian suddenly showed a lewd smile.

As a result, he was hit in the forehead by a stone, and he retracted his head directly with a strange scream.

Lu Shen withdrew his right hand and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Looking at this scene, Li Yihan and Han Shaobin sincerely showed admiration.

Senior Brother Lu Shen is not only comfortable on the road of swordsmanship, even in the face of this kind of love scene, he is still as immobile as a mountain, which is really admirable.

Susie's smile remained unchanged, and she said calmly: "Today, the Demon City has a big banquet, and if you are free, the old blind man invites everyone to go to the city wall to drink. ”