Yaoshan, on the martial arts training ground, all the disciples of the Fuchen Sect gathered together and were all armed to the teeth.

What the disciples of the Fuchen Sect lack the most is magic weapons. There are not many treasures in the box. At the moment of life and death, everyone took out the most powerful magic weapons without reservation. The magic weapons, array plates, and talismans filled the Qiankun bag.

Not only did the elders Wangyan not only had no jokes, but they saw that there were fewer magic weapons on them, but they secretly stuffed many of them secretly. If they had more skills, they might have a glimmer of hope.

This time it is a life-and-death battle. If they cannot be defeated, they will run away. If they retreat, more people will die.

Looking at the fearless and firm faces, Wang Yan sighed and proud. He knew that he did not know life and death, but he was not afraid at all. His mind was open, and this was what he should look like in the path of immortal cultivation.

He looked at Qu Yun and others around him, nodded at each other, and waved his hand: "Go away."

The group of people from Fuchen Sect flew into the sky with their flying swords. The light of the magic weapon on their bodies was extremely dazzling in the sun. From below, they looked like shining stars crossing the sky.

At the same time, other immortal sects and casual cultivators also set off one after another and flew towards the demon defense line.

In the demon clan, everyone gathered and followed Fei Yuan in red clothes and walked out of the clan, equally firm and fearless.

No one is worried about whether they can return here, and they will only work hard to go home.

Liuli and Yanxi walked at the end, long ears lay in Liuli's arms, looked up at the direction of the back mountain, and their eyes were a little lonely.

Liuli saw it and was about to say something, when she saw long ears moving, raised her head and looked over in surprise.

Liuli looked at it, and a fiery red figure slowly walked out of the forest, watching them stop, as if they were a little shy.

Liuli and Yan Xi looked at each other and smiled.

A few days later, the demon clan's defense line gathered together.

The eight immortal sects and the scattered cultivators led by Zi Yu are in the center. The demon clan headed by Fei Yuan on the left hand and the dark forces led by Mu Yin on the right hand.

The Eight Immortal Sects' Random Cultivators' Leagues have the most people, occupying most of the sky, and are greeting each other.

There are fewer people in the dark forces, but the pressure on each of them is shocking. The leaders of the people cannot tell the depth at all, and they are all back to nature.

In comparison, there are undoubtedly the fewest people in the demon clan, but there are many monsters behind them, covering the sky and the sun, which is more than the other two forces combined.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect standing in the middle looked at both sides curiously. Whether it was the dark forces or the demon clan, they were all very mysterious.

I heard that the demon clan members were so fierce, and they were full of demonic aura and were violent and terrifying. After looking around, they could not see any difference.

Behind the demon clan team, the powerful monsters that were once vicious and vicious, were squatting behind the demon clan with their heads down, as obedient as if they were domesticated.

When several disciples of the Immortal Sect saw it, they were quite curious and leaned over to see it clearly. However, the monster suddenly turned its head, and its ferocity and pressure suddenly burst out, almost scaring them to fall from the flying sword, and hurriedly hid to the other side in panic.

On the other side, many people dressed casually, like vendors on the street, very simple, and the smiles on their faces were quite amiable.

Several disciples of the Immortal Sect breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as they opened their mouths and were about to smile friendly, they saw that the smile of the person on the other side suddenly deepened, and the terrible pressure suddenly came over. The legs of the few people were weak and they were about to fall off the flying sword.

Another person from the dark forces swung their spiritual power and pulled them back to the sword.

The few people were still panicked and heard conversations coming from the opposite side.

"Just a few kids, what are you doing to bully people?"

"I heard that the Cultivation Immortal Sect has hit the young people, and there are all old people here. I want to see if it is true."

"Hey, that's so interesting? Then I'll try it too."

The man was about to take action when he suddenly received a warning look from the elder of the Dark Palace. His hands immediately turned around and pretended to stop the person next to him: "What to try! In this special period, everyone should be together. Let's talk about the others after the demon is finished."

The last sentence was very quiet, and several disciples of the Immortal Sect were close to each other and could hear it clearly.

“…”

With a whoosh, several disciples squeezed into the crowd and didn't want to get close to each other.

The master and senior brother always said that among the major forces, they have many people in the Cultivation Immortal Sect and many masters, and the most powerful. Whether it is the dark forces or the demon clan, their strength is not as good as them.

It turns out that Master and Senior Brother can also lie?

When the disciples of the Fuchen Sect saw Liuli and Yanxi, they waved happily. Many people from other immortal sects also greeted the two.

Mu Yin looked at his own master Yan who was standing firmly in the demon clan team and had no sense of camp at all, sighed quietly, bowed and bowed to Yan Xi. Others from the dark forces also bowed and Yan Xi nodded slightly, which was considered a pity.

The dark forces were very happy to see Liuli and greeted her enthusiastically.

Zi Yu stood together with other heads of the Immortal Sect. Qingmou kept looking at Fei Yuan, but she never looked back.

Liuli stood behind Fei Yuan and smiled brightly at him.

Mu Yin looked at Fei Yuan and Liuli, a little surprised, and asked bluntly: "Miss, have you advanced again?"

Liuli smiled brightly: "Yes, not only did I advance, but my mother also advances."

Everyone else was shocked when they saw Fei Yuan. The demon god was above the demon king. In just a short time, she was promoted to the demon god. No wonder they couldn't even see Fei Yuan's depth.

Looking at Liuli again, the Mahayana period in her twenties, the Medicine God, can you be even more despicable?

There were also four mini beasts on her shoulders, two ancient dragons, and one ten-tailed god fox. At some point, there was another red fox. Even the King of the Monsters, Black Underworld, followed her obediently.

At this moment, the people from the Cultivation Immortal Sect were extremely grateful that they chose to cooperate with the demon clan.

Among the forces, the most conspicuous one is the Floating Dust Sect, because they are so shining. They are wearing top-quality treasure clothes, several necklaces around their necks, rings on their ten fingers, bracelets on their wrists from their wrists to their shoulders, and hairpins on their heads are envious and jealous of other immortal sects.

And among the Fuchen Sect team, Qingkong is undoubtedly the brightest boy. Who made him have the richest junior sister, and he was very generous.

At this time, Qingkong was looking at Ji Chi and Qingluan who were guarding Ruoyou with contempt, and each person and a beast were busy eating.

"I said, war is about to go, so you can't be serious?"

Ji Chi didn't care: "It's you who beat me, it's not me."

Qingkong was stunned: "What, you don't fight? How could you not fight!"

Since he had challenged Ji Chi a few years ago and was repaired hard, he knew that Ji Chi was very powerful, as powerful as his senior brother.

Ji Chi grinned: "Little Qingkong, a man wants to protect himself."

He looked at Ruoyou and his voice softened a little: "After a while, the fat bird will protect you. Your cultivation is too low, be careful."

Ruoyou knew that neither he nor Yan Xi could take action, so Wen Wan nodded.

Qingkong watched Ruoyou, who had made great progress in recent years and had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul, and then looked at herself, who had finally become a baby, and she was completely sad.

In front, the people led by us gathered together and looked at the black barrier.

In the barrier, the black aura tumbling became more and more intense, like boiling, and the black aura slowly evaporated, and the barrier began to fade little by little. Gradually, the scene on the barrier fell into everyone's eyes.

On this side of the barrier, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sun is bright. On the other side of the barrier, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and above the sky, black air is spreading, covering the sky and the sun.

A barrier is separated by a barrier, which truly separates the black and white realms.

The moment the barrier disappeared, the space air flow collided, and a rich bloody aura came towards us, carrying the breath of death. Everyone was chilling and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

Such a strong bloody aura, I don’t know how much blood from the dead souls can condense into it.

Zi Yu Fei Yuan Mu Yin and the other two looked at each other and led their teams to fly to the place with the strongest black air.

The group flew west for a day and came to the endless land of the extreme west.

In the vast sea of ​​death, the sea water rolled violently, but it made no sound. In the sea, a huge island lying quietly on the sea like a huge beast.

On the back of the giant beast, there was a deserted area, only in the center, an isolated barren mountain stood. From above, it looked more like a tomb. Whether on or beside the tomb, there was no grass growing, surrounded by black air.

At the bottom of the barren mountain, there is a huge black hole, which is bottomless, like a huge black mouth, and rich black air emerges from the hole.

The green phoenix turned into a mini blue bird standing on Ruoyou's shoulder, pecking at his feathers in boredom. By accident, a light and soft green feather was pecked off by a sharp beak, fluttering down and landing on the sea.

Then, it sank.

The endless land, the sea of ​​death, has no life, and cannot bear any weight, even as light as a feather.

Qingluan choked with fear and leaned against Ruoyou.

He noticed the hidden aura in the black air, Yan Xi's deep eyes slightly condensed, Ji Chi also put away his unruly expression, flew to him, and sent a voice to him: "It's really him."

"Um."

"You knew it long ago?"

"Um."

Ji Chi glanced at Yan Xi in a complicated way: "What are you going to do?"

Yan Xi had no expression on his face.

Ji Chi sighed. They had long lost the right to choose for this matter.

At this time, the black gas emerging from the black hole suddenly increased greatly, and Wuhui and Wuhui flew up with the black gas. Both of them were wearing black clothes and their faces were full of sinister.

Behind Taotian was Tianlang Nagasaki, and behind them were other demon clans and countless demon servants. Whether it was the demon clan or the demon clan, layers of black aura were scattered on their bodies. Compared to when they left, their strength had improved a lot, but they lost some vitality. The demon clan's aura was weak, and replaced by the cold demonic aura, with pale expressions and unsightly eyes.

The demon clan behind Fei Yuan looked complicated when he saw this scene. No matter what, they were all the same clan. Now, they can live in the sun and their cultivation is getting better and better, but these traitors have become monsters that are neither human nor demonic, and even human nature is gradually missing.

Behind Wuhui, there were countless demon puppets, stiff and godless, with empty eyes like puppets. The number of people is definitely no less than the number of people from the eight immortal sects and the casual cultivator league. However, the power of the demon puppets is by no means comparable to that of the disciples of the immortal sect. Liuli and Yan Xi both knew the power of the demon puppets, and the ones in front of them were obviously even more terrifying than those who assassinated them a few years ago.

Seeing the faces of the demon puppets clearly, there was a big commotion in the Sanchuang League. Many people recognized the puppets on the opposite side, most of them were from the Sanchuang League, or inconspicuous disciples of small sects. When the demons came, they had no time to escape and were refined into unconscious puppets.

The news spread and everyone was angry.

Taotian looked at Fei Yuan coldly and found that the pressure similar to her on her body was dark. Wuhui's eyes fell on Yan Xi and Liuli, and she smiled evilly.
Chapter completed!