This is a big hall without a name, standing on a high mountain, although this mountain is not compared with the mountain that Song Si came down, but it is also towering into the clouds, and the hall is built on this cloud, like a fairyland.

In fact, this place is even more high-end than the fairyland, except that there are no formations, immortal energy, demonic energy......

Su Zichuan, the guard officer who led the way, was not qualified to walk up the mountain, so after taking Song Si to the bottom of the mountain, he left.

Song Si patted his branches and stepped on the mountain step by step.

A wide road up the hill was built with fine white jade, and street lamps were erected on both sides of the road, which would turn on wherever it was dark.

Every 100 meters, there are also some exquisite tables and chairs placed aside, which are extremely clean.

When Song Si walked nearly 800 meters, he saw several delicate-looking girls wiping these tables and chairs, and it could be seen that these girls were very young and pure.

The girls saluted Song Si, and then continued to wipe the tables and chairs, not daring to be too distracted.

Ignoring them, Song Si continued to move forward, and it seemed that there were no more people on the mountain road except for these girls who were cleaning and maintaining.

It wasn't until he walked to the nameless hall above the clouds that he saw a lot of people, or hundreds of "legendary madmen".

Everyone here's aura is very strong, but they are all talking with their mouths, none of them are using divine sense, and Song Si doesn't even feel a little fluctuation of demonic qi and immortal qi.

"Look, another one with a branch up the mountain, well... Fellow Daoists. A Demon Emperor took his wine glass and walked closer, "I'm the Demon Emperor of the Crazy Heart, hahaha, isn't it a very down-to-earth name." Who are you, where do you come from?"

Song Si looked at the mad heart demon emperor who was drinking and drinking madly in front of him: "You can call me the Purple Yao Immortal Emperor, or the Ice Demon Emperor!"

"Purple Yao Immortal Emperor? Ice Demon Emperor! Look, the new Daoist is the Ziyao Immortal Emperor, and he is also the Ice Demon Emperor, it's been a long time since such an interesting Daoist friend has appeared, everyone come to see it!"

Suddenly, more than three hundred Immortal Emperors and Demon Emperors surrounded them and invited them to join their respective camps.

These more than 300 people, ninety-two Immortal Emperors and more than 200 Demon Emperors, originally hoped to join some newcomers. Then it was good to increase their strength, but this Purple Yao Immortal Emperor, or the Ice Demon Emperor, seemed to be very tricky, so after some understanding, they all gave up recruiting Song Si.

So Song Si passed between the group of people and walked towards the dozen or so people at the back of the main hall, and the people in the main hall were blocked by a step.

Although these people did not show any aura, Song Siren could see that they were extraordinary.

"Boy, it's the Supreme and the Great Emperor over there. Are you going to die?" the Mad Demon Emperor kindly turned around and reminded, "If you step over the steps, you will be torn apart by them!"

Song Si didn't stop, and stepped over the steps with his branches!

The Demon Realm Supreme, who was flipping through the pages, glanced up at Song Si, and then continued to look at his book of ghost drawing talismans.

The book is thick. The entire body is made of mysterious soft gold, and the pages are very thin, and once curled up, they can be restored in a very short time, and they have a very high memory ability.

"This is not the place for you to come up here. Let's go down!"

Said the old man sitting in the corner, dressed in a brown robe, with thin but strong hands. Even though it seemed like he could easily fall, Song Si didn't think he could be the old man's opponent right now.

"You should say hello when you see your seniors, didn't your master teach you?"

Another Demon Realm Emperor who was in the shadows came out, looked at Song Si, and then retreated from the shadows.

"Oh my God, look at this kid, he doesn't exist in the past, he doesn't exist in the future, can you take us out of this damn place?" An immortal emperor who hit a dry bone with a branch stared at the branch in Song Si's hand, "The same branch, only those who have fallen into evil will choose, you are from the evil sword domain!"

Song Si frowned: "No, I've never been to the Evil Sword Domain!"

"Evil Sword Domain, that madman! Is that madman dead?"

"Who do you say?"

"Purple Evil Sword Emperor!"

"It's time to fall!"

"It's good to die!"

"Your name should be Song Si!" On the other side, an old man who was arranging the Radiant Gems said while deducing, "Do you see a few dry bones in the deepest part of the world?"

"I'm Song Si!"

Song Si looked at the dry bones in the depths of the main hall, even if these dry bones were dead for millions of years, Yu Wei was still extremely powerful.

"Isn't it curious?" the old man who arranged the gems coughed lightly and let the blood drip to the ground, "The number of the Great Yan is forty-nine, and one of them will always escape, not in the Heavenly Dao." It's a pity that you're not the one who escaped away, let alone the forty-nine, so no one can know where you came from. ”

"Doesn't this exist in the past, not in the future?"

"You exist now, you don't exist now, maybe only time can tell us. The old man who arranged the gems continued to deduce his stones, "You want to break out, but you find that you are powerless to return to the arranged life trajectory every time, and your destiny!"

"Old madman, what nonsense, because of this kid, we have been imprisoned here for tens of millions of years, and even those old immortals have entered the five decays of heaven and man, do you want to die too?"

A middle-aged man who was drinking good wine looked at the old man coldly, and after a few sips, he viciously threw the wine glass on the ground, and the wine glass shattered in an instant.

One of the fragments slammed into the old man's stone with the strength of a middle-aged man, and he wanted to stop the old man from continuing to deduce.

"Ahem!"

The old man sighed and popped out the stone in his hand, stopping the middle-aged man's destruction.

"Old friend, you know, even if you stop me today, you can't stop me from falling tomorrow!"

"The saint is not benevolent, he uses all things in heaven and earth as dogs, we are the emperors of the three worlds of immortals, demons and demons, so what, don't we stay here?!"

"Has anyone ever left?"

"Leave?!" The Immortal Emperor who knocked on the dry bones seemed to hear the best joke in his life, "See this?"

He knocked on the dry bones: "He's gone!"

Song Si was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to continue.

He pointed to the dry bones in the depths of the main hall: "Look, those people, too, have left, this is their honor, falling in the gate of all wonders, and then the people outside don't know anything about this place, and they are still frantically rushing in batch after batch to wait for death!"

"But there's always someone who can get out!"

"That's right, how can anyone continue to come in if no one goes out, such as you, the one who is destined to take us away!

"It's all because of you!"

"Kill him, break everything here, and break through this goddamn mystery!"

A Demon Realm Emperor stood up, revealing his scaly claws!

(To be continued.) )