There is a big problem with this piece of coarse cloth!

Xuan Nangong, who had already followed the Conferred God Platform to a place out of sight, didn't notice anything strange until now.

At this time, the arrow has left the string and shot towards the Big Dipper.

Duke Xuan Nan immediately raised his bow and turned around. He didn't have time to accumulate power. He was condescending and fired nine arrows in a row. The nine arrows hit each other in a row.

The last arrow exceeded the limit, and the wake caused by the arrow feathers roared into a tornado!

The tip of the arrow has caught up with the mysterious piece of coarse cloth and penetrated it!

wrong.

Duke Xuannan realized something was wrong.

His arrows from the sky pierced only phantoms.

Before the arrow touched it, the piece of coarse cloth had disappeared.

At this time, besides the infinitely high Conferred God Platform, what else is there in the sacred mountain?

There is also Liudaolin, and there is also a monument with inscriptions in front of Liudaolin.

And in front of the stele...the infinitely compressed Gate of the Divine Sky.

It is precisely because of the existence of this gate that the Holy Mountain is the center of the Shenxiao world.

Xuannan Gong's expression suddenly changed, he left the altar in one step, holding a long bow, and landed in front of the huge gate of the sky.

And all he saw was——

The piece of plain-looking coarse cloth was spread out and placed carelessly in the middle of the silver-white Gate of the Divine Sky.

It's like... there's a seal attached.

The two largest oil stains on the coarse cloth looked like the character "div".

Lu Qilang and Ling Xihua didn't understand what he meant and looked at each other in confusion.

Duke Xuannan looked ugly, but he didn't wait for him to say anything.

An old voice naturally sounded out of nowhere, seeming to be close to the listener’s ears, announcing in such an orderly manner——

"In the name of my Bulian, I will seal this world for one hundred years!"

The biggest feeling this sound gives people is "harmony". Every pronunciation and every syllable is in the right place. Even the mountains falling apart, the wind roaring and the thunder seem to be playing with it. It

It completely complies with the rules of the Shenxiao world and is almost equivalent to the voice of the world.

However, the content conveyed by this voice is so terrifying.

Bu Lian!

Among the eight wise ministers who assisted the Emperor in ancient times to support the human race, this name ranked first!

He also has a noble identity as the teacher of the Human Emperor. It was under his guidance that the Suiren clan was able to grow up in that dark ancient era and become the first emperor of the human race.

Not to mention juniors like Lu Qilang and Ling Xihua.

Even a contemporary demon like Xuan Nangong felt unbelievable when he suddenly heard this name: "Bu Lian?"

Bu Lian died in ancient times!

How many great eras have passed since ancient times, ancient times, medieval times, and modern times? The demon clan has long since retreated from this world to the heavenly hell. How come there are still people calling themselves Bu Lian here?

Bluffing? Or just pretending?

But the power of this rag sealing the sky cannot be faked. What is going on?

On the side of the mountain platform, in the sea of ​​clouds, there originally stood a tall giant ape god. It looked like a mountain on the outside, and a cave of flesh and blood on the inside. It had died long ago, just waiting for the dissolution of time. In the divine sky, the world was turned upside down.

Amidst the changes, its disintegration was also accelerating... half of its body had already collapsed.

But at this time, on the giant bronze cauldron on the altar of the demon, the four words "You are my life" suddenly flew out and fell into the form of the giant ape.

The hollow eyes of the giant ape god suddenly ignited two balls of soul fire!

"Bu Lian...Bu Lian!"

He opened his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "I have been looking for you for many years!"

The giant ape god opened his mouth, and although his voice was not loud, it was like thunder in the sky, and it actually stopped the real thunder.

Xuannan Gong immediately knelt down on one knee and called the Great Emperor. Lu Qilang and Ling Xihua even fell to the ground.

"Oh?" the old voice in the dark asked.

His figure also emerged from nowhere.

This was a thin, hunched-backed little old man, with a full head of dry hair and deep wrinkles. His only pair of eyes were as clear as stars, hanging in front of the giant ape, looking at it calmly.

"Why is the little demon looking for me?"

The giant ape god smiled lowly and said: "When I was sitting on the throne, I often felt that there was a shadow above the River of Destiny, but I could never find who it was and what the means was. I didn't know the truth until today! It turned out to be An old man from ancient times! That time when the True Taoist assassinated me, you, old man, helped confuse the secrets of heaven?"

Duke Xuan Nan knelt down and said nothing. After hearing Emperor Yuan Xi's words, he was now convinced that this little old man was really Bu Lian.

Bu Lian scratched his messy beard and said proudly: "It's just a little trick."

Yuan Xi praised: "Sir, you are so good at it. He asked me to ambush him and almost killed him!"

Bu Lian waved his hand: "It's not worth mentioning, so just don't mention it."

"That's right. Compared with those demon emperors in the past, I really don't mention it." Yuan Xi laughed at himself and asked: "Sir, with his supreme magical power, he hid this divine intention deeply in the fate of the demon clan. Whenever the demon clan If there is a trend of rising, it will appear at the right time... I don’t know how many times we have taken action in these years?"

The rickety little old man just smiled and said, "I can't count them."

Yuan Xi smiled: "Are you countless, or can't you remember? Every time Sir appears, it should be in a completely new state. There can be no traces of cause and effect from the past. Of course, there is no memory of which shot was taken... otherwise There is no way it could have been hidden for so many years without being discovered.”

Bu Lian frowned: "Is the little monster so hard to deceive?"

"If you find me this time, don't go back again, okay?" Yuan Xi said in a gentle voice.

Bu Lian's eyes were long: "That depends on your ability."

The giant ape god slowly moved his head, glanced at the 'cloth' on the gate of the divine sky, then turned back with a bang, looking at the hunched-backed little old man in front of him: "My husband and I are old acquaintances... ...This hundred years is too long! How about a discount?"

Every wrinkle on Bu Lian's face is heavy, but his smile always has a light feeling.

He smiled and said: "There is a natural order in heaven and earth, and bargaining is inevitable. Let me hear your sincerity!"

Yuan Xi said: "Three breaths."

Bu Lian turned around directly.

"Wait a minute! There is one more thing I haven't told sir!" Yuan Xi said quickly.

Bu Lian turned around.

Yuan Xi took on the form of a giant ape and rumbled: "You are already dead, Mr. Bu Lian... you have been dead for many years!"

Bu Lian jumped to his feet and cursed: "Curse me? Don't you know that the river of fate is my bathtub!"

He rolled up his sleeves while talking: "When I pour the bath water on you, I will suppress your demon tribe for tens of thousands of years!"

Yuan Xi's voice became louder, and he pressed his mountain-like palm on the mountain platform——

Boom boom boom boom!

The long river of time suddenly erupted with the sound of angry waves, and a yellow scroll jumped out from the depths of the light and fell into the air with an extremely heavy weight. There were Taoist inscriptions on it, recording a history that cannot be changed easily.

"Look at the historical writings like iron and the sculptures in history - the Human Emperor killed Bu Lian, it was the Human Emperor who killed the emperor!"

Yuan Xi's voice read out the golden rules and described the rules of heaven and earth word for word.

"Sir, if you hadn't put most of your strength into the river of destiny to suppress the good fortune of our demon clan... With your cultivation, why would you have been killed by Shuzi?"

The little old man with messy hair and hunched back was stunned in the air. "I... am already dead?"

He knew that the round that had just ended was his last round. The remnants that Yuan Xi left on the bronze tripod were just for him, in order to erase the hidden shadow on the fate of the demon clan, so he waited here like this.

Long.

Indeed, as Emperor Yuan Xi said, most of his power was invested in the river of destiny, and he hid his divine will deeply in the fate of the demon clan, silently accumulating strength. Whenever the demon clan was on the rise, he also accumulated strength.

To a certain extent, this divine will comes out and destroys the layout.

Every time you play, it is a brand new round. Each round is not connected with other rounds.

Only in this way can we escape the pursuit of the demon transcendent.

This divine will is completely independent of his true self, and has no knowledge of the vicissitudes of life. It just takes action against the demon clan again and again in the long years that span several major eras... Unknown to everyone, it works alone, one game after another.

chess.

But he didn't know that his true self was already dead.

That's not even a thing of this era anymore.

He has been fighting for the human race for a long time. But his head was sacrificed to the battle flag in ancient times.

This is the cruel answer brought to him by the passage of time.

It was the bloody fact that he had been avoiding to face, but was forcibly brought to him by Emperor Yuan Xi.
To be continued...