At the beginning, it was such a small path that helped Xiao Yu defeat the 500,000 army of the Great Elder Raymond, and now, Xiao Yu is going to fight the demon saint of the upper demon realm here, will the god of luck still favor Xiao Yu? Everything is still unknown.

Xiao Yu stood on the cliff, looking at the clouds with his hands, hunting in green shirts, the morning light reflected his arrogant back, the golden light flashed, and the treasure was **. He came a little early, and the demon saint hasn't arrived yet!

Looking down at the reckless mountains below, this world will be his own world sooner or later, Xiao Yu's eyes revealed strong self-confidence and pride.

"You're early!" a majestic voice came from behind him.

"You're late!" Xiao Yu didn't reply, he knew who was standing behind him, but he didn't want to turn his head to look at him, not to look down on him, but to put on a necessary posture, at this moment Xiao Yu represented the Northern Army, the entire Flood Forest.

Behind him, the demon saint Ao Feng, who was dressed in a wide robe, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes opened and closed, and a strong killing intent flashed, how many thousands of years, no one dared to despise himself like this, he didn't expect that a small god transformation stage monk on the other party would dare to treat him like this! Doesn't he know who he is facing?

Of course, Xiao Yu knows what kind of person he is facing, and he knows better that he is nothing in front of the other party, and it is precisely because of this that Xiao Yu has to despise him so much, because, when you face the emperor on top, the more respectful you are to him, the more you highlight your own insignificance, and the more the other party will not care about your existence, on the contrary, knowing that the other party is an emperor-like existence, and despise the other party, so that the other party cannot maintain a normal state of mind to face himself, then, the other party will put you in the perspective of an opponent, at least an opponent who can make him angry。

The pair in the long sleeves of the demon saint Ao Feng was clenched, and his handsome and extraordinary face was slightly distorted, but with a breeze passing by, he calmed down again, his clenched hands were also changed and let go, and the corners of his mouth hung up with a smile on his lips again.

"I used to think that you were just a casual cultivator with no background!" Demon Saint Ao Feng stared at Xiao Yu's back for a long time before slowly swallowing, "But now it seems that you are obviously not!"

"I'm just a casual cultivator!" Xiao Yuyun said lightly.

"It's impossible for a casual cultivator to have your bearing and courage!" Demon Saint Ao Feng slowly took two steps forward, standing on the same level as Xiao Yu, looking up at the sunrise scene in the sky, and then looking down at the reckless mountains below.

"Casual cultivation will also have courage and bearing!" Xiao Yu replied lightly, his tone indifferent but unquestionable.

"Do you think you can defeat me?" Demon Saint Ao Feng didn't argue with Xiao Yu too much, maybe in his eyes, Xiao Yu was not qualified to argue with him.

"Can't!" Xiao Yu admitted very shamefully.

"Then why did you challenge me?" Xiao Yu's words surprised the Demon Saint Ao Feng, he thought that even if the other party could not defeat him, at least he would not lose his momentum in his mouth, but Xiao Yu actually admitted that he was not an opponent so simply.

"For a dream and a promise" Xiao Yu slowly raised his head and looked up at the nascent sun in the sky again.

"What dream, what promise?" Demon Saint Ao Feng was a little intrigued by Xiao Yu's words, and he wanted to know what kind of motivation could make a god-transforming stage monk dare to challenge him blatantly.

"The dream of unifying the sixth session and the promise of returning peace to the Western Yuan Continent," Xiao Yu said in a flat tone, as if telling something that had nothing to do with him.

The demon saint didn't answer, he looked sideways at Xiao Yu's cheeks, he wanted to see if what Xiao Yu said was true, of course, even if what Xiao Yu said was true, the demon saint only thought that the other party was talking about a dream.

Unify the Six Realms? For hundreds of thousands of years, the supreme of any realm did not dare to say such a big thing, including Ao Feng himself, he was also a hot-blooded young man with the world in his early years, and his cultivation had already been superb, he also wanted to lead the demon army to sweep the six worlds and dominate the world, however, when he found the high priest to explain his intentions, he was strongly opposed by the high priest, the demon saint knew that the high priest was good at numerology calculation, good fortune and evil divination, the high priest disagreed, the demon saint naturally did not dare to move, and later the demon saint also learned from all walks of life that he was indeed too reckless at the beginning, the reason why the six worlds were able to balance and get along, each with its own advantages, no one could replace anyone。

This is a pattern that has never changed for millions of years, not to mention the demon saint himself, for millions of years, there are many people who are much stronger than him, but they all tacitly maintain the balance of the Six Realms, unwilling to break it, and dare not break it, invisibly, there is a big hand that is quietly affecting the operation and balance of the Six Realms.

Therefore, when Xiao Yu said the words of unifying the Six Realms, the Demon Saint was just a joke, of course, the cultivation formed over the years allowed him to maintain a sufficient demeanor, and did not hit Xiao Yu's passion on the spot.

"How do you want to compare?" the Demon Saint's gaze retracted from Xiao Yu and asked lightly. In the eyes of the demon saint, he can poke Xiao Yu to death with his fingers casually, no matter what kind of trick Xiao Yu makes, he will play with him casually.

"Naturally, each fights with his strength, and life and death have their own destiny!" Xiao Yu finally turned around and looked at the eyes of the Demon Saint Ao Feng with a calm face.

"Life and death, each has its own destiny?" Ao Feng gently repeated Xiao Yu's words, his pupils shrank slightly, he was a little unsure of Xiao Yu's intentions, it stands to reason that he gave him room to maneuver, he would definitely reduce the difficulty of the competition by the way, and strive for the chance of survival to the greatest extent, but he didn't expect the other party to fight directly?

The Demon Sage's incredible eyes stayed on Xiao Yu's face for a quarter of an hour, and he couldn't understand where Xiao Yu's confidence came from.

"En?Flowers?" The demon saint was wondering what Xiao Yu was doing, and suddenly smelled a strange fragrance of flowers, and was immediately startled, and shouted angrily, "Youtan Bora flower, you actually use this Borneo flower fragrance to plot against the deity?"

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and even strange flowers such as the Yutan Bora Flower know it," Xiao Yu smiled faintly.

"This is what you call a covenant battle?" The demon saint's eyes widened angrily, forcing Xiao Yu to look, although he was poisoned and temporarily lost his mana, but the momentum of living in the people for a long time still exists, and there is still a lot of pressure on Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Mou said that everyone depends on their ability!, but he didn't say that he couldn't use poison!" Xiao Yu said with a dark smile.

"That's right! This is like a means of loose cultivation!" the demon saint sneered, although he was poisoned, he was slightly relieved in his heart, it seems that the other party's reliance is to use poison secretly, and he is not afraid to know it.

"You weren't poisoned?" Xiao Yu looked at the calm Demon Saint with a surprised expression, and was shocked in his heart, he had only used the Youtan Bora Flower Poison on the monks of the Tribulation Period before, and had never used it on the masters of the Mahayana Period, Xiao Yu had no confidence at all.

"What if you get hit?" what if you don't?" the demon saint said with a disdainful face, "Do you think that with your little flower poison, you can control the deity? If the deity is so good at plotting, can you still live to this day?"

Demon Saint Ao Feng's words undoubtedly confirmed Xiao Yu's worries, this Youtan Bora flower poison is really useless to the masters of the Mahayana period.

In fact, Xiao Yu thought too much, this Youtan Bora flower poison is also useful to ordinary Mahayana masters, but who is the demon saint? It is one of the top masters in the whole world, if he can't even deal with this flower poison, then why is he so arrogant.

As soon as he saw the expression of the demon saint, Xiao Yu immediately communicated with the chaotic space, as long as the other party showed signs of making a move, he would not hesitate to hide in it, joke! If the opponent seized the opportunity to do it to himself, what would he do?

The demon saint slowly pressed towards Xiao Yu step by step, Xiao Yu retreated step by step, and had retreated to the edge of the broken wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"It seems that this Borneo fragrance is really useless to you!" Xiao Yu smiled bitterly, and then his footsteps stopped, and if he retreated, he would really fall off the cliff.

"Don't hesitate to use any other means, otherwise you won't have a chance to wait," Demon Saint Ao Feng teased.

Xiao Yu remained calm on the surface, and his mind quickly communicated with the Supreme Demon Seal in the chaotic space, but after communicating for a long time, there was no sound, Xiao Yu couldn't help but curse in his heart, these Supreme Seals are really unreliable, and they always drop the chain at a critical moment.

Helpless, Xiao Yu had to pull the Three-Eyed Demon Lord out, and when the Three-Eyed Demon Army appeared in front of Xiao Yu out of thin air, the Demon Saint Ao Feng was startled and hurriedly withdrew a few steps back.

"Three-Eyed Demon Lord?" Demon Saint Ao Feng shouted, in terms of seniority, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord is much older than Ao Feng, Ao Feng had heard the legend of the Three-Eyed Demon Lord from the predecessors of the Demon Clan, so he recognized the Three-Eyed Demon Lord at a glance.

The Three-Eyed Demon Lord received Xiao Yu's instructions, and without waiting for Ao Feng to come to his senses, the vertical eyes between his eyebrows quickly opened, and a red beam of light swept towards Ao Feng like lightning, Ao Feng didn't expect that the other party would not say a word, he would fight when he said it, and he didn't check for a while, but he was swept by the red beam, his soul trembled, and he couldn't help but snort.

Strong fear filled Ao Feng's whole body, but Ao Feng was not an ordinary person, just after he fell into the Seven Emotions and Six Desires of the Three-Eyed Demon Lord, the Nedan in the dantian suddenly glowed with a burst of golden light, and the golden streamer quickly flowed all over the body, and Ao Feng, who was trembling in an instant, regained his clarity.

Xiao Yu looked at the Demon Saint Ao Feng, whose face had changed sharply, and was amazed in his heart, this Demon Saint was also really good, and he was able to automatically solve the poison of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which was somewhat similar to his own Yang Divine Technique.

The Three-Eyed Demon Lord didn't expect the other party to be able to resolve his fear, and with a thought, the third eye between his eyebrows opened again, and the seven-colored beams of red, green, cyan, blue, red, orange, and purple kept changing and swept towards Ao Feng.

With his previous experience, Ao Feng didn't dare to easily let the seven-colored beam sweep in, and his body rose and fell, and every time he accurately avoided the seven emotions and six desires of the Three-Eyed Demon Lord.

Seeing that the Seven Emotions and Six Desires couldn't help the other party, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord simply closed the vertical eyes between his eyebrows, turned into an afterimage, and pounced, don't look at the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's huge body, but the speed was not slow at all, Ao Feng had just dodged his Seven Emotions and Six Desires and had not yet stood firm, and he was alert to a strong wind behind him.