Hao Yan heard the conversation between Fan Qing and the white-faced true monarch, and finally put his mind at ease, at least his group did not need to deal with the dwarf master of refining in front of him for the time being.

Fan Qing and the white-faced true monarch have already handed over at this moment, Fan Qing has a sickle, and he will not suffer a loss in strength, after all, the difference in strength between the divine soldiers and the divine soldiers is not large.

The sound of "clanging" weapons collided and rang non-stop, and the people watching the battle next to them were terrified.

The destructive power of the competition in the Void Refining Realm can be said to be extremely strong, and it is also rare, such a competition is rare for the master of the gods, so everyone in the Demon Elimination Alliance is watching the battle seriously.

Hao Yan is naturally no exception, looking at the duel between Fan Qing and the white-faced true monarch, Hao Yan feels his vulnerability, if a person who cultivates the void fights against him, even if he has a divine weapon, it is estimated that he will not be able to take the opponent's move and a half.

At this moment, Fan Qing and the white-faced Zhenjun fought more and more fiercely, the two of them made fatal moves, the dust on the ground was splashed by the two of them, and the waves made Haoyan and the others feel suffocated, and they had to resist with luck.

The short figure looked at the fight between the two and said, "Why can't you win that place for a long time, your strength has declined."

The white-faced true monarch was already on fire, and when he heard the words that the short figure was not painful, he was even more angry: "Lao Tzu only has to practice and cultivate now, don't stand and talk without backache."

The dwarf figure shrugged his shoulders: "Okay! I won't speak"

Fan Qing's scythe turned into a blade of dead qi, and shrouded the entire person of the white-faced true monarch in the range of the sword qi attack.

"Blade of Death?" said the dwarf figure with a horrified face when he saw this scene.

When the words fell, the short figure couldn't help but look at Hao Yan, and wondered in his heart, how could the blade of death be in Hao Yan's hands.

However, the white-faced true monarch also really saw the scythe in Fan Qing's hand at this moment, and said in his heart: Damn, the top three divine soldiers in the divine soldier rankings, how can this be fought.

Seeing the aura of death on the scythe, the white-faced true monarch had to use all his strength to fight.

The dragon bone whip shone brightly under the white-faced true monarch's gart, colliding with the sickle in Fan Qing's hand, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The qi wave dispersed in an instant, and the surrounding flowers and trees all withered at this moment, and at the same time, a tearing force flooded out, causing Haoyan and his party who were standing on the side to watch the battle to be torn into a black whirlpool, even the short figure was no exception.

A terrible cry sounded, and as soon as some of the Alliance's Transformation Cultivators were sucked into the black space, they were immediately torn apart, and Haoyan's body was also cracked at this moment, not far from being torn apart.

After a while, Hao Yan lost consciousness, and after the black vortex dissipated, Fan Qing and the white-faced true monarch also disappeared, leaving some dust and some stumps and leaves on the ground.

When Haoyan opened his eyes again, everything in front of him was extremely unfamiliar, the sky was gray, and the trees and flowers on the ground were all gray.

"What's going on?" Haoyan was extremely surprised in his heart.

And next to Haoyan, there was still a person lying down, it was none other than Mo Chuyun, looking at the unconscious Mo Chuyun, Haoyan stood up with difficulty, walked to Mo Chuyun's side, and probed his pulse: "It's okay to be alive, what about the others?"

Thinking of this, Hao Yan looked around, but did not find that there were other companions here, and in desperation, Hao Yan had to wake up this Mo Chuyun first.

Not long after, Mo Chuyun woke up, saw Haoyan, and hurriedly said: "Alliance leader, what the hell is going on, I didn't die"

"I don't know, let's take a look first" Haoyan shook his head helplessly.

"There are people there" Not long after Hao Yan and Mo Chuyun woke up, they heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

Haoyan and Mo Chuyun looked at the people who came vigilantly, and saw that the people who came were all dressed strangely, at least not like people in the middle of the way, not like people from the Western Regions, and not like people from the Eastern Regions.

Before Haoyan and Mo Chuyun could ask, the other party had already asked, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

Haoyan looked at the person who came, but he couldn't see through the cultivation, so he said, "Who are you?"

"Leader, I think they may be spies of the Demon Heaven Sect, it is better to take them down and bring them back for torture," asked a guy wearing a black shirt and blue pants next to him, and suggested it.

At this time, Haoyan and Mo Chuyun were extremely weak, and they probably didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back in front of the people who came, and when they heard that they were going to be taken away, Mo Chuyun hurriedly said: "I am the head of the Qingyu Sword Sect, how can you be unreasonable?"

"Qingyu Sword Sect, I haven't heard of it" The person at the head heard Mo Chuyun's words and looked at Mo Chuyun with a frown.

Mo Chuyun looked at Hao Yan, Hao Yan didn't know what was going on in front of him, but he asked: "This leader, we are not spies, we are just here for the first time, I don't know where this place is, please give me advice."

This time the people came strangely, looked at Haoyan and said, "You are not locals"

"We don't know why, how can we be locals"

The man in the black shirt and blue pants was like a small staff officer, and whispered to the leader: "Chief, the origin of these two people is unknown, and the people of the Demon Heaven Sect are very cunning, so it is better to take them back and detain them first, and wait for verification."

"But I can't feel the demonic flame aura on them, and these two people don't look like demon cultivators," the leader frowned and looked at the man in the black shirt and blue pants.

Haoyan heard the conversation between the two and hurriedly said, "I'm not a demon cultivator."

"It's a bit unbelievable that there are non-demon cultivators in the Demon Domain," said the man in the black shirt and blue pants with a sneer.

The leader looked at the man in the black shirt and blue pants and said, "Yi Yan, who do you think these two people are?"

The man in the black shirt and blue pants was named Yi Cheng, and when he heard the leader's question, he hurriedly said: "Non-demon cultivators, then no matter where they come from, we should imprison them and let the big boss fall."

When the leader heard this, he nodded: "That's right, come on, take these two down for me, take them back and imprison them."

After arguing for a long time, in the end, Haoyan and Mo Chuyun could not escape the end of being imprisoned.

The two demon cultivators, who quickly tied up Haoyan and Mo Chuyun, and the two cultivators who turned into gods did not have the slightest strength to struggle in the hands of these demon soldiers.

Then this team of demon cultivators escorted Haoyan and Mo Chuyun back to the territory.

Back in the territory, Haoyan and Mo Chuyun were imprisoned in a dungeon, and there were formations in the dungeon.

After being imprisoned, Mo Chuyun had a bitter face: "Alliance leader, how can we destroy a place like the Demon Domain, and what kind of place is this Demon Domain? I haven't heard of it before, could it be that all people here are demon cultivators?"

When Haoyan heard Mo Chuyun's words, he shrugged helplessly: "God knows, I haven't been in contact with it either."

Before the two of them could figure out the situation, Yi Cheng walked over, still holding a whip to torture people.

Yi Yi came to the prison of Hao Yan and Mo Chuyun, looked at the two of them and sneered: "Say it! Who are you, it's best to be honest and confess, so that you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin."

"Bang Bang" Yi Yi also took the whip and threw both sides on the ground as he spoke.

When Mo Chuyun heard the whip, he felt like it was being pumped on himself, and immediately said: "My name is Mo Chuyun, and I am the head of the Qingyu Sword Sect, this is absolutely true, there is no half-truth."

Haoyan said on the side: "It's useless to say this, he won't believe it at all"

Yi Yi looked at the two of them and sneered: "It's better to explain truthfully"

Haoyan was helpless, so he had to say: "We are really not spies, we just came here by accident, and you can also understand that it was crossed by other interfaces."