The magic light flew by, and it came in an instant, and the space around the five hundred meters of the Earth Flame Demon Lord burst and shattered like a mirror, leaving only the Demon Emperor's Soldier Crystal Demon Sword, which had almost lost all of its magical energy.

Rao is like this, this Demon Emperor Soldier has also become dilapidated, as if it has been destroyed by millions of years of time, and it may break at any time.

Well?

The Dark Scythe Demon Lord wanted to say something more, but suddenly sensed an extreme crisis, and immediately grabbed the Blood Night Demon Lord and escaped into the darkness.

Although he belongs to the Holy Demon Envoy, the other people under the command of the Holy Demon Envoy, if there is not enough reason to see death and not save it, it will be a taboo in the Demon God Temple, and he has no grudge against the Blood Night Demon Lord, so he will be saved.

After the aftermath of the battlefield, several demon corpses rushed in, and when one of them was crossing a sword ravine, he suddenly saw a bloody sword qi shoot through, piercing the demon corpse on the spot.

The wounded demon corpse fell from the sword ravine, and was disintegrated into nothing in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the Yunhuang Demon Lord, who wanted to take the opportunity to find Mu Weiming's whereabouts, her heart suddenly became cold, what was special was just the ruins of the battlefield, why was there such a powerful sword intent remaining?!

Only then did the Yunhuang Demon Monarch notice that the sword corpse was still standing far away from the sword ravine, gradually approaching the sword ravine, and then absorbing the thin Qinglian sword qi in it.

Does it even have to be so cautious?

The Cloud Phoenix Demon Lord blinked his eyes, was it an illusion that the sword suppressed Mu Weiming just now?

Damn it!

Glancing at the battlefield with hatred, the Cloud Phoenix Demon Lord could only turn around and leave.

Suddenly, the sky was boiling with blood, the demon gang was split, and the terrifying emperor suppressed it!

Demon Emperor!

"A sheng flute, glazed light, colorful blue moon covering the clouds, Yunmeng forgets the way home at night!" Eyes locked on the Cloud Phoenix Demon Lord and the sword corpse.

"Qinglian Sword Intent, Xuanhan Freezing Intent, well, sure enough, it's him, has he cultivated the Cold Lantern Technique to the Xuanhan Realm?"

Liyue Xiaochai pointed at her hand and imprisoned the Yunhuang Demon Lord, and then the memory of the Yunhuang Demon Monarch appeared in front of her eyes like flowing water.

"Ice Demon Venerable Mu Weiming, this time it won't be wrong. It's just, where did the people go?"

The Immortal Emperor's divine sense swept through the entire Blood River battlefield unscrupulously, and Liyue Xiaochai did not find Mu Weiming's whereabouts. Even the three people brought by Mu Weiming, Ling Xiyu, Feng Xiaokeng, and Jiao Demon King are gone?

"Fallen into the Demon Emperor Palace?"

Liyue Xiaochai carefully checked the surrounding space, and did not find that there might be a spatial node to enter the Demon Emperor Palace.

"Trouble!"

With a frown, Li Yue Xiaochai glanced at the blood-colored void in the distance, stepped on the streamer, and disappeared.

The Xingyang Demon Emperor and the two Demon Emperors then arrived, looked at the ruins of the battlefield where there was no one, and had to leave with hatred.

A moment later, the Cloud Phoenix Demon Lord came back to his senses, sweating profusely. Fleeing from the Blood River battlefield without looking back.

Is that the Immortal Emperor, or the Demon Emperor?

Either way, she almost lost her life.

For the sake of his life, the Cloud Phoenix Demon Lord definitely didn't want to stay any longer.

Mu Weiming is too dangerous. The Blood River battlefield is even more dangerous and must be kept away!

......

Above the flying wings of the sea of clouds, Feng Xiaokeng looked confused, and the Jiao Demon King was at a loss. On the side, Ling Xiyu was still in a deep coma, but fortunately, his pulse was slightly stable, and his life would not be in danger.

And Mu Weiming is still meditating. The evil and sticky around the body make people afraid to get close, and they don't know if anything dangerous will happen.

I really don't know what means Ling Xiyu used at that time to be able to move them millions of miles in an instant, and even brought Mu Weiming out, but judging from the current situation, Ling Xiyu paid a great price.

Several of the black hairs in her ears had turned into silver strands......

The Jiao Demon King said, "What should I do now?"

Feng Xiaokeng took out one jade bottle after another from his Xuan Ring, and said a little helplessly: "Ling Xiyu has already taken my sister's Mu Ling Pill, and he will definitely be fine, but the situation of the catechumen is not clear." ”

The evil evil around Mu Weiming is extremely terrifying, if this Yunhai Flying Wing is not his sister's, I am afraid that it would have been dismantled by Mu Weiming's evil evil at this moment.

The Jiao Demon King looked at the evil spirits around Mu Weiming, and he didn't know what to do.

If the Ice Demon Venerable really went mad because of this, what should he do, and will there be any chance of survival?

If the Ice Demon Venerable falls, what should he do?

From the Sifang Pavilion, the Jiao Demon King knew his situation, and there were many demon powerhouses outside who were preparing to capture him, and then go to explore the Demon Valley and find the legendary Emperor of the Bad Emperor's Imperial Palace, this is the Imperial Palace of the Demon Realm Emperor!

No matter what clues can be found in it, it can make the entire Demon Realm powerhouse crazy.

It can be said that once he loses Mu Weiming's protection, he Jiao Demon King will definitely be finished.

The yellow sand is full of eyes, and a giant sword runs through the heavens and the earth, exuding the breath of time, as if it has lasted forever.

Mu Weiming walked in the yellow sand, and his heart gradually turned from madness to calm, from calm to confused.

He was walking towards the greatsword, step by step, as if he were a swordsman preparing for a pilgrimage.

What's there?

Why where to go?

Who is this familiar breath?

"You're here......"

The voice seemed to come from ancient times, but it seemed so familiar, Mu Weiming felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

Unconsciously, the Dao robe on his body changed into a blue and white cloud pattern Dao robe again, and the sword behind him also turned into a sky blue fairy sword, Song Si listened to the voice and continued to move forward.

"Your time is running out......"

Song Si didn't understand the meaning of this voice, and just continued to walk in the direction of the giant sword.

"The game is coming to an end...... Can you jump out of the ......?"

After a pause, Song Si continued to walk, he vaguely understood something from this voice, but it was difficult to grasp the point.

"It's too slow, why are your qualifications so poor!"

The owner of this voice began to get impatient, and his tone was full of anger and worry!

"It's not fair, it's not fair!"

"Uncle Shi, hahaha...... Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle Shi, can you protect him? You couldn't protect Senior Brother back then, you couldn't protect me, can you protect him?"

"Uncle Shi, you are a loser! It's not fair......"

"They're here, and it's polluted here!Hahaha, I've ruined your chess game, are you going to intervene with extra-chess means?"

Song Si didn't know when eight thousand evil sword immortals appeared around him, and each of them showed a peerless sword intent, which was several points stronger than the sword demons that Zhi Mu Weiming encountered in the Blood River Battlefield.

Their target was not Song Si, but the black-robed demon who appeared behind Song Si.

"Kill!"

The black-robed demon stared at Song Si's figure and ordered in a cold voice.

A light smile appeared on the face of one of the Evil Sword Immortals, and the tip of the sword was wiped as he ordered.

"Kill!"

The black-robed demon and the evil sword immortal went to war in an instant. The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the demonic qi is arrogant, and the entire yellow sand world seems to be annihilated by the demonic qi, sword qi, and evil qi at this moment, but the road under Song Si's feet is still clear, and there is no demonic qi to obstruct it.

If anyone can stand above the battlefield, they will find that the evil sword immortals have formed a huge sword formation in the battlefield, cutting the entire battlefield, and the sword aura is like rain, frantically harvesting the lives of the black-robed demons.

"They're all here. Why are you still so slow, you can't even control such a little evil intent!"

Under the influence of the black-robed demon, Song Si's eyes once again appeared with evil blood, turning from light to thick.

But after the mysterious voice pointed out. A painful look began to appear on Song Si's face, and the blood in his eyes began to fade gradually.

Who are you?

Song Si wanted to ask, but unfortunately it was difficult to say the words when they came to his mouth.

"It's too slow. It's too slow!"

The battle continued, but Song Si still couldn't get out of the way too far, under the sword of the evil sword immortal. The black-robed demons fell one by one, and after they fell, they transformed into demonic qi to pollute the desert, and then more black-robed demons appeared, killing the evil sword immortals one after another.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but a young black-haired young man in the Evil Sword Immortal was pierced in the chest by a punch under the sneak attack of a demon lord, and a sword backstabbed behind the heart of this demon lord and fell expressionlessly.

It didn't take long for him to turn to powder in the aftermath of the fierce battle.

One person fell, the sword array was damaged, and the follow-up evil sword immortals failed to continue to fill the position, resulting in a hole in the entire sword array, and for this loophole, the evil sword immortals began to fill it with their swords and their lives.

As the Evil Sword Immortal fell more and more, the suppressed faint blood in Song Si's eyes gradually began to become thicker, and the mysterious existence in the distance did not continue to transmit the sound for some reason.

But no matter what, Song Si knew that he was still there, and he was still watching him.

Whether it was a day, two days, or a year, Song Si didn't know how much time it took him, and finally walked under the giant sword, looking up at the sky, he couldn't see anything clearly except the sword and the clouds.

Even this greatsword, he couldn't see where the hilt was.

Behind him, there were less than seven hundred of the eight thousand evil sword immortals, and all of them were injured, while the black-robed demons seemed to be endless, tireless, and continued to rush and kill without fear of life and death, threatening to tear through the defense line of this evil sword immortal and kill before the giant sword.

"You're here, you're finally here...... Hahaha......"

I don't know whether it is happy, angry, or helpless, regretful, Song Si can't understand the emotions of the mysterious existence, the only thing he understands is that his existence is related to this mysterious existence, as for what the relationship is, he doesn't know.

"One thousand six hundred and thirty-six years, this is the second time this emperor has seen you!"

One thousand six hundred and thirty-six years?

That's the Ancient Forbidden Land in the Sword Valley of the Sword Domain, is he?

"The Azure Immortal Sword, there is no innate sword spirit, it's a pity. Huh?" the voice of the mysterious being fell silent again, unsure of what it was thinking.

"Song Si, meet the seniors!" Song Si didn't know who this mysterious existence was, and saluted the giant sword.

"Senior, hahaha, senior, actually call this seat a senior......" The mysterious existence snorted, as if with endless anger, "Listen, boy, this emperor is your uncle, the Purple Evil Sword Emperor!"

The Purple Evil Sword Emperor, the Immortal Emperor who created the Demon Realm Blood Evil Era, or the founder of the Immortal Evil Sword Domain, is not ......

"Purple Evil Sword Emperor, Senior Uncle?"

Song Si didn't know what to say about this title, if it was a sect, the Pure Yang Palace and the Sword Domain were all considered his sects, but suddenly there was an Immortal Emperor who became his uncle, he was still a little incomprehensible.

"Song Si, is it difficult for you to understand? Reaching the realm of the Immortal Monarch in less than two thousand years, in the eyes of ordinary people, you are indeed an ancient genius, but in this sect, your qualifications are too poor and too poor!" said the Purple Evil Sword Emperor, "Do you have a lot of opinions about this emperor being your uncle?"

While Song Si was hesitating and wondering, he sensed an extremely terrifying Void Sword Intent from this giant sword, and this Void Sword Intent also contained an extremely terrifying evil intent, as if it could make the space around him disappear in an instant.

"This time, do you understand?"

The Void Sword Intent swept down, and the tens of thousands of black-robed demons who were advancing in the desert suddenly disappeared, and not even a trace of demonic energy was left.

Is this the power of the Emperor of the Immortal World?

"Song Si greets Uncle Shi!" Shocked back to his senses, Song Si saluted again.

"You, huh...... It's a pity. The Purple Evil Sword Emperor wanted to say something, but suddenly sighed again, "Back then, because of the design of this emperor, you stepped into the path of the evil sword from now on, do you have any resentment?"

"The Way of the Evil Sword?"

The Azure Immortal Sword came out of its sheath on its own, and on the sword body, the blood line in the middle became extremely clear in front of Song Si's eyes, and with only a slight contact with his divine sense, he felt that it was difficult to suppress the terrible evil intent in his heart.

It turned out that his eyes could burst with blood, and as soon as he saw the demons in the Demon God Temple, he would fall into a killing state, all because of these.

"Why?"

Although Song Si didn't want his life to be controlled, he still asked a little unwillingly!

"Help you, for your own good, do you believe it?" "The Purple Evil Sword Emperor asked himself with a full of evil anger, "Seriously, I don't need you to answer, and this emperor doesn't believe it either." Bendi arranged all this, all for selfishness, in order to make you stronger, in order to resurrect Bendi's senior brother, in order to destroy!"

"However, Bendi didn't expect your qualifications to be so poor, but that forbidden land has also reached the point where it has to be destroyed, so you inherited the Azure Immortal Sword, and therefore you can't be recognized by the innate sword spirit. However, you have another adventure and embarked on a path that is even more complicated than his. ”

"On this road, success leads to life, and failure leads to death. ”

After sighing, the Purple Evil Sword Emperor looked at the black-robed demons who were constantly killing: "Look behind you, these black-robed demons are all minions of the Demon God Temple, and they are also the main forces that want to eradicate you." Because Bendi temporarily broke the rules, they broke the rules to besiege you, and when all these evil sword immortals fell, it would be your ......"

The Purple Evil Sword Emperor's tone was cold, making Song Si feel an endless chill, which was several points stronger than his Xuan Han Freezing Spirit.

"I forgot to mention that I invited you here to solve the abnormal change of evil intent in your body, and by the way, I will give you the entire Evil Sword Domain. The tone of the Purple Evil Sword Emperor changed again, making Song Si elusive, "Don't you want to ask if this emperor has fallen? That's right, this emperor has fallen, this is just a divine consciousness that is about to dissipate, goodbye, my poorly qualified Song Si's nephew, escape and survive......"

The giant sword dissipated, turned into a little spiritual light, and flashed into Song Si's eyebrows, forming a blood-red sword mark, which slowly disappeared under the skin.

Song Si staggered back to his senses, but saw that this space was constantly disintegrating, but there were still countless black-robed demons who were not afraid of life and death......

(To be continued.) )