"What's going on? Could it be that the four of them have the same talents?" someone asked the doubts in most people's minds.

Doesn't it mean that the talent that comes out is a little weaker? What does it mean to come out together?

"Master, what do you think of this ......?" Yinghe was stunned for a moment, and then asked the master in front of him.

The old man's brows furrowed, he had never seen anything before, and this world was too short.

"Although it seems to come out together, there is still a sequence. It's just that the last three really can't be seen, as if they really came out together. A look of doubt flashed in the old man's eyes, and he forcibly analyzed.

The Xuanjing Buddha opened his eyes and was a little stunned by this situation, but then he said loudly: "Now there are only two people left in our Imperial Lotus Buddha Temple, and the trial results of the two of them were the same before, so it doesn't matter who is slightly ahead this time." ”

"Start the next game directly, and the winner will be my Lotus Buddha!" Xuanjing Buddha said calmly with a sharp look in his eyes.

This time, they came out at the same time, so even if someone wins, it is only a slight advantage.

But in the next battle, no matter who wins, they can crush this little advantage, so all the winners and losers will have to be decided in the next trial.

The people below were in a sensation, but after the next person made sense, they waited for the final result with peace of mind.

"Then let's just start the next trial now, and will anyone quit?" asked the Xuanjing Buddha.

Cong Ming raised his head, bowed to the Xuanjing Buddha in front of him, and then said in a loud voice: "I'll quit!"

The Xuanjing Buddha nodded calmly, and then was teleported out in a burst of silver light from Ming.

"Brother Long, please help me hold on for a while, and try to drag out this last trial as long as possible. Before leaving, Cong Ming walked to You Long's side without a trace and said softly.

You Long frowned, but he didn't ask Cong Ming what he meant by doing this, he just nodded lightly, expressing his willingness to help Cong Ming.

After leaving Cong Ming, the trial space with the word "war" on it only expanded, and after a while, it surrounded the entire central area.

Then a ring with a diameter of several kilometers rose in the central area, and the ring was divided into three colors: yellow, blue, and gold, and the three of them were on one side.

"Since there are only three people left, then each person challenges the other two, and the one who wins the most games wins. There is half an hour of recovery time after each challenge, start now!" Xuanjing's emotionless voice resounded inside and outside the ring, and You Long and the others all nodded secretly.

This kind of trial allows everyone to challenge the other two, even if they lose to the challenger, there is a chance to try again.

But none of this makes sense to Yu Long, and his main purpose now is to stall for time.

Otherwise, he already wanted to quit when they first came out, and he hinted at whether he wanted to help Dilian clean up the enemy himself, but Dilian refused.

It seems that Tian Ye has something to do with him, and this means cannot be used.

"Which of the two senior brothers will invite first, or let's decide by drawing lots. Yu Long said mischievously, as if it was just a game.

When Di Lian and Tian Ye didn't object, he felt that this was not too rigorous, and it was better to let the people outside choose.

Now the space they were in hadn't changed, and they could see the people outside, so Yu Long said.

After the people outside chose Dilian to challenge first, You Long changed his hexagram again, saying that he was a guest and should come first.

In this way, there was an uproar outside him.

"This is here to be funny, how can there be such an inkblot person?"

"Senior brother, come down, the game is polluted. ”

"You still can't fight, if you don't fight, it'll be over early. ”

Different words resounded in different places, and everyone had their own ideas.

"Brother Long, he's not such a person, is he crazy?" Jin Yi looked at You Long who was funny on the field, and mocked happily.

With a snap, Golden Wing's head was hit hard by Qingshuang's blow.

"Ouch, this is okay?" Ming Ming said in disbelief, covering his head.

Backing, Yan Ji and the two of them also looked at Qingshuang with bared teeth, they couldn't control the "Life-Saving Illusion Bead" now, and the damage was shared anytime and anywhere.

"Hmph, Brother Yi, you're crazy, Brother Long must have done this for a reason. Qingshuang also touched her head in pain, with a confident expression.

On the field, You Long was trying his best to drag out the time, and after returning from Ming Zai on the field, he found Yingwu and Yinghe.

"Two senior brothers, please find a few people to surround me, I have made a big discovery. Congming said secretly.

Then Yingwu and the others did the people from the Yuanxin Buddhist Temple tightly together, and Congming was in the middle of them.

Cong Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, his left and right hands clasped in front of him, and in the middle of his hands was a small piece of transparent space.

To outsiders, it seems that he is making a strange meditation mark.

intended to exist in Congming, and what he clasped tightly with his hands was the formless and insubstantial long sword.

This is the Qinglian space, which prohibits ten thousand laws, but when Cong Congming tightly grasped this shadowless sword, his closed divine consciousness was unexpectedly loosened.

Now sitting quietly on the ground, a faint invisible light from the center of his eyebrows came out of his body, and then radiated towards the blank space in the palm of his hand.

After coming into contact with the invisible sword from Ming's divine sense, his vision suddenly entered a completely pitch-black space.

There are no four directions, no time and space, no life and no light.

Suddenly, he felt the birth of life, a group of creatures whose bodies were still invisible, chatting and chatting, but not the slightest body in sight.

"Where is this? What is this place?" Congming asked with a frown.

But no one answered him, only the sound of this space became more and more, and there was a sharp aura in the depths of the darkness.

Finally, I don't know how many years have passed, and finally someone has found the sharp breath.

Invisible him, he slashed towards the sky with that sharp breath, and then a hole as big as a star suddenly appeared in the sky.

Countless white rays of light seeped out from inside the big hole, and they looked into the big hole, and there was a world that looked beautiful in the distance.

The world was wrapped in blue and green, with all sorts of creatures on it, and their eyes were fixed on the back of those creatures ever since.

Now I can see their appearance clearly from Mingcai, it is completely a pitch-black flowing solid.

They were pitch black, and as the white light shone on them, a blow was like a patch of night occupying the space of the day.

After a while, Congming's body felt pulling.

Cong Ming's body quickly retreated, and when he stabilized again, in front of him stood a middle-aged man with a square face and a long beard.

His hair was long behind his back, his lower body was covered with rag trousers, and his upper body was made of unrecognizable animal skins.

"This is an ancient person, isn't it?" Seeing him standing like a statue in this dark space, Congming judged after carefully looking at his outfit.

But what happened next really surprised him, the man with a frosty face actually spoke.

"What year is it?" said the middle-aged man, with a twinkle in his eyes.

Cong Ming's hand that kept patting his chest stopped, and after calming down his shock, he asked tentatively: "Dare to ask Qingbei if it is my human race?"

"Yes, could it be that those demon lords would wear clothes like mine?" the indifferent man smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Demon Lord?" Cong Ming's eyes widened, unable to accept such a title.

The middle-aged man seemed to see Congming's doubts, and then calmly explained: "In the era I live in, the demon race is prevalent, whether it is the human race or the demon race, you have to respectfully say the master, otherwise you will die." ”

Cong Ming couldn't imagine what kind of era it was, and now just the sealed demons jumped out and made them anxious.

If you live in an era when the earth is full of demons, what kind of miserable situation will it be?

"It was really a difficult time, I don't know why my predecessors are in this sword?" Congming asked.

A flash of sadness flashed between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and then he asked rhetorically, "Where did you get this sword?"

Congming was stumped all of a sudden, if you don't say it when I ask you, then I won't say it if you ask me.

Now neither of them knows the exact information of the other party, and it is not advisable to talk nonsense.

Seeing that Congming didn't speak, the middle-aged man asked again: "I asked you what age this is just now, and you haven't replied to me yet." ”

"It's January 1013 of the Demon Calendar. There is no problem with this time information, Congming replied honestly.

"Sealing the Demon Calendar?" the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with doubt.

Congming nodded, "A thousand years ago, the ancestors finally sealed the land of the demon race, so since then it has been a demon calendar. ”

"Hahahaha, it turns out that our efforts were not in vain, and the descendants have really accomplished this feat!" The middle-aged man suddenly laughed like a madman, and there was even a crystal light in his eyes.

"Back then, we were about to seal the Night Demon Clan, and there were also Dark Feather Sword Demons, Bone Devouring Demon Clan, Succubus Clan, and Falling Sky Clan, I don't know when they were sealed?" The middle-aged man asked Congming again after being excited.

Cong Ming thought about the documents he had read before, and then hesitated: "The Blood Demon Clan was sealed four thousand years ago. The Dark Feather Sword Demon Clan was sealed three thousand years ago, the Succubus Demon Clan was two thousand eight hundred years ago, the Falling Sky Demon Clan was driven to the edge of the snow region two thousand years ago, and the Bone Devouring Demon Clan was sealed five hundred years ago. ”

"It's really not easy at all, every time they seal it, it takes so long, I don't know how many boundless beings have been sacrificed!" the middle-aged man sighed bitterly.

Congming now believes in this person a little, and he comforted: "In the past, we had no choice, but now that they have broken the seal again, we will definitely destroy them!"

Perhaps infected by Congming's firm emotions, the middle-aged man also regained his composure, he looked at Congming carefully, and asked strangely: "You are now a member of Buddhism, will you be able to kill the demons in the future?"

"Of course, demons are moths without borders, and they are the real source of trouble. If I had the chance, I would kill them all. Congming's expression was serious, and his eyes were cold as if he was a grim reaper.

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, and then said regretfully: "Back then, there were some people in Buddhism who preached the equality of all beings, and then they didn't contribute when they fought, but after the battle, they relied on a powerful amount of spoils. Seriously, I don't want to entrust this sword to you. ”

Congming's expression was a little unhappy, but he couldn't refute what the other party said.

He just asked, "Dare to ask the seniors, what is the origin of this sword?"

"This is the Dao Sword of the Night Hidden Demon Clan, formless and substantial, but it is amazingly sharp. Back then, with the help of the special nature of their bodies, I don't know how many human races drank blood under this killing sword. The middle-aged man seemed to recall ancient events, and the hideous look between his eyebrows was unmistakable.

"Then how did such a sword leave the Night Hidden Demon Clan?" Cong Ming asked again.

But this time the middle-aged man stopped talking, he just shook his head, and then looked back into the depths of darkness.

From the bright eyebrows, the heavenly eyes flashed, and then a faint white causal line looked into the depths of the darkness.

"Huh?" From Ming's surprise, he saw that in the depths of this darkness, there was a small Xiaoice coffin that was only one meter long.

Next to the ice coffin was a dried corpse, and he lay on top of it tightly, as if he wanted to take another look at its contents.

Cong Ming continued to look in, and there was also a corpse in the ice coffin.

However, the corpse was only thirty centimeters long and looked like a human baby.

Although he has no breath of life, his body is extremely well preserved. Compared to the withered corpse outside, he looked like a baby who had just fallen asleep.

"I didn't expect you to have quite a lot, and you have a good talent. The middle-aged man said unexpectedly.

Cong Ming immediately apologized: "I'm sorry senior, I don't know what's inside, I'm just curious about what you're looking at." ”

The middle-aged man was not angry, and then he seemed to change his mind and said, "Now you just need to prove that you have the determination to destroy the demon race, and that you are a pure human race, I will tell you the origin of this sword, and tell you a trick that I have studied for thousands of years." ”

Cong Ming shook his head and said: "Senior, I didn't come here to get these, I just felt that there seemed to be a demon clan coveting this sword, so I wanted to find out its origin, and then see if I could destroy it." ”

"Such a powerful Dao sword, you want to destroy it?" the middle-aged man asked strangely with wide eyes.

Cong Ming nodded firmly, "If it is a demon thing, then the demon clan will definitely have a way to control it." Keeping it can only be an enemy. ”

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, and said after experiencing the vicissitudes of life: "What our clan has paid so much sacrifice to get, is it so worthless to you?"