More than a month later, He Yi adjusted his state to the best, split the mud and rocks and walked out.

Although it is only three hundred miles away from Meiyue Bay, there are no immortal cultivators staying here, because the place where Bai Daxia made an appointment is a high mountain two hundred and fifty miles to the northeast.

In fact, the mountain is not too high, but because there are no mountains around to compare, it seems relatively high.

Discerning the direction, he flew up in the air and flew directly towards the high mountain called "Overlooking the Ocean".

In the sky, the light and shadow of flying swords passed by from time to time. He Yi could fly slowly, keeping an eye on the immortal cultivators who were rushing in while flying.

Those who came here are undoubtedly the heroes of the White Hero, who came to deal with the Ten Thousand Demon Gate. These people were either three or five, or ten or twenty, and they were in groups controlling various magic weapons mainly flying swords, turning into beautiful streamers and flying through the sky.

He Yi flew in the air, the speed was not fast, and when the people who accompanied him saw him, some nodded and smiled, while some turned their heads directly, not bothering to pay attention. Of course, he still smiles at people who are friendly and smiles, and he doesn't care about those who don't care when he sees him alone.

On the overlooking mountain, a lot of people have gathered. Most of the immortal cultivators like to wear white clothes, and when they look at it from a distance, it is like a snow on the mountain, and the white pressure is overwhelming, which is quite spectacular.

As he got closer, he began to be able to sense the breath of the people on the mountain. Some people are deliberately introverted, while others like to be outwardly imposing. The personalities are different, but there is no difference between being superior and not being superior.

He took a general look, there should be six or seven thousand immortal cultivators on the mountain, from the Qi cultivation period to the Yuan Infant stage, and they were also scattered on the mountain, using their respective sect forces as a stronghold, gathering in one place. Six or seven thousand, this is a very scary number, just imagine, if six or seven thousand flying swords fly together, what will it be?

Immortal cultivators are mostly quiet, so although there are thousands of people, it will not be noisy and noisy on the mountain. He Yi didn't like to get stuck in the crowd, so he went around to the side of the mountain and fell down on a rock in a steep place.

Bai Daxia has not yet appeared, and many people are adjusting their state and recovering the mana consumed by coming from afar while they have not yet started fighting. There are also some people who are talking and communicating with other forces to promote relations between other forces.

He Yi was lonely, and the aura he showed was not very strong, so no one came to him to let him settle down.

This time, he was most concerned about Luomei Daochang. As for whether he can win or not, it is not particularly important to him. He is not like those sect monks who are in danger under the butcher's knife of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and they must exterminate the demons. He just can't get used to the evil monsters, but he doesn't have hatred from the bottom of his heart. He was looking forward to the performance of Luomei Daochang and Bai Daxia, and he was also eager to see what the legendary soul banner looked like. If the fight starts, he doesn't mind killing a few big demons, but if the momentum is not right, he may also just leave. Because for him, it is important to be alive.

After waiting for a long time, watching waves of immortal cultivators descend from the sky, the scenery was also good. When it was about to get dark, he saw Yan Song Zhenren and Sikong Yu arrive with more than 300 immortal cultivators from the Thousand Lakes Country, and Lu Lingzhao and Lu Lingyan were also among them. There are more than three hundred people, a lot of them, and the Thousand Lakes Country has almost poured out. Such a big deal is precisely because the Thousand Lakes Country was slaughtered too many people when the demons were in rebellion. Among the people who were slaughtered, many of them were relatives and friends of this group of immortal cultivators.

There were almost no people around He Yi's location, he saw the Thousand Lakes Monk, and the people over there also saw him. The Lu family brothers and sisters looked a little embarrassed, and they didn't dare to look at him with their eyes. Yan Song Zhenren led everyone to find a place to land and flew to his side alone.

"He Daoyou, don't come unharmed. Yan Song hugged a salute.

"Yan Song, don't come unharmed. He stood up and showed respect.

With a smile, Yan Song asked, "Daoist friends set off more than a month ago, have you found anything?"

He Yi shook his head and replied, "I've been cultivating from afar these days, and I've just come here. ”

"Oh......"

The two chatted for a while, but they couldn't find any topic, so they found a reason to end it.

After a while, a young man wearing dark blue scale armor and a cold breath suddenly flew from the direction of Meiyue Bay in the north. The strong aura of the demon clan reveals his identity, and the power of that aura also proves that he is a demon king!

Flying to a distance of ten miles from Overlooking Yang Mountain, when all the Yuanying monks raised their mana and prepared to meet the enemy, the cold young man sneered twice and said disdainfully: "Just such a small character, you also want to stop my Ten Thousand Demon Gate? What about the white hair? ”

"What a rampant youkai!" A red-nosed old man flew up two hundred feet, glared at the demon king angrily, and said: "If you are alone, you dare to go to the overlooking Yang Mountain to spread wildness, will I not exist?

"That's right! All Daoists will take action together and leave the life of this demon king behind!"

When one speaks, all answer. For a while, Dao Dao's figure flew into the air and confronted the demon king.

The cold young man's expression changed, but he immediately regained his composure. He said: "A bunch of beam-jumping clowns. This king is here to negotiate, white hair, come out!"

The last sound, he made it with demonic power, which shook the entire overlooking mountain trembling.

The monks just wanted to scold him for being cowardly and refusing to negotiate, but a sword light suddenly flew in the distance. The speed of that sword light was extremely fast, and it reached the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. The white-haired man held the scabbard, and the flying sword had been put away at some point. He smiled kindly, and the thousands of monks on the mountain suddenly fell silent.

"King Jiao, you are so guilty that there is nothing to talk about between you and me. The flat tone and mellow male voice made the monks feel like a spring breeze. But when these words fell on King Jiao's ears, he frowned. King Jiao said: "Sin? It is a sin for a demon to kill a mortal, but isn't it a sin for a man to kill a beast that has not yet become a spirit? Although it is extreme for us to take millions of souls, you should ask yourself, how many alien beings have died at the hands of the human race for hundreds of millions of years! Today, we have established the Ten Thousand Demon Gate not to fight for hegemony in the Northern Regions, but to seek self-preservation. White hair, I respect you for being a generation of heroes, and I don't want to do anything with you, but if you want to work hard, our three kings and one emperor, and the 40,000 demon clans are not vegetarians!"

"What!"

"Three kings and one emperor! There is actually a demon emperor!"

"How can this be beaten! One demon emperor is more terrifying than ten demon kings!"

"There are still 40,000 demon clans, and our number is less than 10,000, how can we beat them?"

Jiaowang's fierce words made the crowd fall into chaos.

However, this is, Bai Daxia smiled. He changed his posture, held his sword, and said confidently: "Bai has been walking the world for seven hundred years, how can you deceive it in a few words? There are only four demon kings in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and the camouflage breath, does the Jiao King think that no one can see through it?"

"Ahh

"This Jiaowang is so cunning, he was almost deceived by him!"

"It's still Bai Daxia who is amazing, dare to go deep into the Ten Thousand Demon Gate to investigate the situation!"

"But no, Bai Daxia even dares to break into the Hundred Poison Sect, let alone this swaddling Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"

There was another noise, and those immortal cultivators who didn't know the situation were almost led by the nose by the two people in the high place.

This time, Feng Li's expression finally changed. When he first came over, he was full of confidence, but was replaced by a burst of anger, his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "It is worthy of being a white hero, and even the disguise of the eight kings can be seen through, and the wind is strong and admired! However, even if there are only four demon kings and 40,000 demon people, it is not something you can compete with, right? Once the battle starts, not to mention whether you can fight us or not, even if you can win, I am afraid that these nearly 10,000 people will also die more than 9,000! Rather than losing both, it is better to stop both. This king can make a guarantee on behalf of the brothers of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, as long as the Terran monks do not take the initiative to infringe on the demons in Meiyue Bay, we will never take the lead in hurting others. In this case, can we buy a place to live?"

"The little snake is too self-righteous. With only 40,000 little demons, what kind of storm can it set?" Someone replied, but it wasn't Bai Daxia, but a woman's voice.

Everyone turned their eyes to the eastern sky. I saw that above the blue sky, I don't know when there was an extra black and oppressive figure!

The leader was a young woman in a blue Luo skirt, she had a good appearance, a graceful and luxurious temperament, and her demeanor showed the bearing of a superior person. Behind her, a team of thousands of monks followed closely with various magic weapons, and the momentum exuded by that team was enough to make people feel frightened!

"It's the Three Sect Masters of the Xuanhuo Sect, the Moon Fairy!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd started to stir again.

The Xuanhuo Sect is good at controlling fire, and the three sect masters are all masters of playing with fire, and even the three sect masters with the lowest cultivation have already turned into gods for more than a hundred years. And more importantly, each of the three sect masters is more beautiful than the other. Legend has it that the great sect leader Hongluan Fairy is one of the few peerless beauties in the Ten Thousand Immortals Continent, and under the combination of her cultivation, power, and appearance, I don't know how many men regard her as the lover of their dreams.

The Great Sect Master didn't come, and everyone was somewhat disappointed, but the Three Sect Masters were just as gratifying. Judging from the lineup behind the Yinyue Fairy, there were at least thirty or forty Yuanying real people, and hundreds of Jindan real people came to help!

"It's been a long time, White Hero. The Fairy of the Moon bowed to the white hero, and her attitude was slightly respectful. In comparison, Bai Daxia is a character from the same period as the Great Sect Master, so he is naturally her elder.

The white hair nodded in greeting, and replied, "With the help of the Xuanhuo Sect, I will add three points to my chances of winning." King Jiao, just now you said that you want to make peace, in fact, it is not impossible, as long as the demons are dismissed, and the four demon kings swear not to have this intention in the future, this matter can be stopped. ”

His words made the monks feel slightly dissatisfied, after all, those monsters slaughtered millions of compatriots, and everyone wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible. But if you think about it carefully, once you really fight, your side will inevitably suffer heavy damage, and then all the sects will fall into a low ebb, and it will take a long time to recover. If you can really dismiss the demons and promise that they will not gather again in the future and harm the human race, then it seems that it is not impossible to avoid this battle. After all, the dead are gone, and there is no resurrection, and the living are more important.

However, how could the demon clan, who had worked so hard to refine the Ten Thousand Demon Banners and Soul Banners, be willing to give up like this?

King Jiao snorted coldly and replied: "This is impossible! Bai Fa, since you insist on refusing to let go of our demon clan, then we will only have swords and soldiers to meet!"

After that, he lingered no longer and turned away.