Originally, the seven heavenly stars gathered, and after all of them were refined, they controlled the origin star power of the five elements of yin and yang, which was very beneficial to the comprehension of the Dao rules of creation, and the success rate of impacting the holy realm was not less than half, but this process could not be achieved overnight, it was to use 10,000 years as a unit of counting time, and it was a slow water grinding effort.

And now, time waits for no one, and when he is in a hurry, Chu He can only harden his head, add the power of the Eight Xuan, and forcibly preach the Tao with force, or lack of harmony and rudeness, which will have a negative impact on the Dao Foundation in the future.

That doesn't matter that much!

Later, more on that later!

............

Haoyuan Continent, the Middle Continent Qingling Holy City, the dojo of the Nether Qingling Sect.

And now, the most glorious and magnificent holy city in this realm is already full of smoke, broken walls, rivers of blood, heavy gray and dark magic clouds covering it, and strange magic lights shining in turns, and there are shadows in between.

The Holy Land of Cultivation has become a demonic realm!

At the highest point of this place, two black-robed monks stood near the abyss, looking down at the qiē below, high above.

"Although the Haoyuan Continent is one of the best spiritual lands of the Nether Human Race, in terms of resources and environment, it is barely possible to squeeze into the top ten of the Nether, and it is really amazing that such a character was born, the creation is so magical, non-Holy Ancestor can't. ”

It was a short, kind-eyed demon cultivator who spoke, none other than the Demon Emperor of Silence.

"Now that the Upper Realm is in turmoil, you are in the mood to run to the Lower Realm, and if God blames it, don't pull me in the way. ”

The one to the right of the Demon Emperor of Silence. For his emotion, he was a little silent, obviously impatient.

The monk had good facial features, a tall figure, and a very outstanding appearance, but his thick sad face greatly reduced his appearance score.

I don't know what kind of magic skills he is cultivating, just take a second look, it seems that bitter water seeps into the heart, making people feel depressed.

"You don't know anything about the Eight Bitter Daoists. I'm here. It's God's will, otherwise what would I do if I pulled you over?" the Demon Emperor of Silence shrugged his shoulders and replied lightly, not even wanting to make more contact with the other party.

"Oh. Is that done?" the tall monk who was called the Eight Bitters was still a little disdainful. It seems that even the honorific title of the six Brahma lords. can't let his sad face change in the slightest.

"It's almost, but I always feel like there's something missing...... "The Demon Emperor of Silence is used to his appearance, and he doesn't feel any discomfort.

Eight Bitter Demon Emperors. But he was once the guiding master of the Five Aggregates Demon Emperor, the first demon emperor who served around the six Brahma lords, even if the Silent Demon Emperor had already integrated the true meaning of the Buddha's Silent Annihilation, the light and darkness were one, and the supernatural powers were almost Qi Tian, he still didn't dare to say that he surpassed the other party in terms of supernatural powers and combat power.

Therefore, he is acting according to orders, and he can only treat this person with courtesy for his alienation and impatience.

"Oh, go back then, don't waste time on this. "The eight bitters don't drag the mud and water back.

The two of them came to the lower realm, and for a few days, running around every day, it was more like hanging around, and he was naturally a little impatient.

You must know that in the Demon Realm, at this time, the most huge battle in history, involving the entire Demon Race, no demon cultivator can stay out of the shocking battle, as the strongest combat power under the command of the Six Brahma Lords, it is simply unreasonable to withdraw to the Nether Realm to hang out!

Even if it is God's ordination!

"Hmm!" the Silent Demon Emperor knew what he was anxious about, and he also understood.

However, after listening to his reminder a lot, the Silent Demon Emperor also had a trace of inexplicable feelings in his heart because of this aspect.

If you experience it carefully, it doesn't look like anxiety, well, it's the will to fight? No, or is it a distraction?

It's indescribable, it's unclear, it's hard to distinguish, and it's even more varied...... In this regard, he inevitably had some confusion in his mind.

"Eight bitter fellow Daoists, this is not very good. ”

Finally, he decided to ask, and he didn't hesitate to tear his face.

"Oh, what's so bad. ”

The Eight Bitter Demon Emperors were a little confused about his questioning, and they looked very innocent.

"Wow!"

The space swirled in a circle, and the Demon Emperor of Silence stepped forward and grabbed the neck of the Eight Bitter Demon Emperor with one hand, and in an instant, his figure seemed to become taller, and the infinite demonic fire rose like a pillar around his body, making the land of thousands of miles dark.

He proudly lifted the Eight Bitter Demon Emperor into the air, and roared loudly: "Don't go around in circles with Lao Tzu, it seems that if I don't beat you, you won't be honest, do you really think that Lao Tzu doesn't understand the Eight Bitter Great Powers?!"

"For God's sake, I called you a senior, but I repeatedly kicked my nose in the face, hehe!"

Suddenly restrained, the Eight Bitter Demon Emperor was not the slightest frightened, his face was still full of sadness, and he spread his hands and said: "Oh, you are too rude to destroy Daoyou, with your current ability, I just have ten guts, and I don't dare to touch your tiger beard, but ......"

"God has a command, I have to obey!"

Qiang Ran's response was accompanied by his counterattack: his right hand was like a knife, and at some point it had already sliced through the wrist of the Silent Demon Emperor, and a terrible crack was born smoothly, simply cutting the hand of the Silent Demon Emperor in half.

"Boom!"

The entire Qingling Holy City, in a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, turned into flying smoke, the ground sank, the sky collapsed, and the void cracks densely expanded, covering millions of miles.

The entire middle continent is trembling in the sudden changes, and there is a space storm roaring like a frenzy formed by hundreds of millions of flying swords, sweeping in all directions, raging thousands of miles, in this range, countless monsters that can't be hidden, or human monks who are still breathing, no matter what kind of cultivation they are, are all cut into pieces, and then turned into powder, and they can't even stop for a moment.

This is still the deliberate restraint of the two people in the confrontation, otherwise, the entire Central Continent will collapse by three or four quarters.

The confrontation between the two powerhouses at the peak of the Emperor Realm is not something that the laws of the lower realm can bear, not to mention, at this time, the Heavenly Dao has been out of order, and the providence of supervision and the power of checks and balances are difficult to even have one-tenth of the original.

In a farther place, many of the middle and high-level demon cultivators who survived felt incomprehensible and incredible, and they all felt incomprehensible and incredible, and they didn't know why these two supreme beings were making such jokes.

At this point, none of them thought that the two supreme beings were in conflict.

"Haha, I'm just finding out now, it's a little late, right?!"

The Demon Emperor of Silence was laughing wildly, although the Eight Bitter Demon Emperor exerted his might, used the high-level space-time supernatural powers, and cut off one of his wrists!

"Hey, is it too late, you took refuge in that surnamed Meng, it was not beyond God's expectations......" The Eight Bitter Demon Emperor disagreed, and Ling Xu's lock on the retreating Demon Emperor of Silence was a finger. (To be continued......)