Soon after, the unconscious Yan Wushang gradually woke up.

The familiar aura made him understand his position in an instant.

"Demon World!"

Then, Yan Wushang's eyes fell on the figure in front of him, "Zhuotian Xuanhuang!"

"Holy Infant Lord, you are finally awake."

Emperor Xuan of Zhuotian said with a calm expression.

Yan Wushang snorted coldly, "I heard that you and Feng Shimo led the demon world to surrender to the Lord of the Six Paths, right?"

"Yes, it is our honor to be a subordinate of the God of the Underworld."

Emperor Xuan of Zhuotian said with a respectful look on his face.

"Hmph! You are a waste of yourself as the Lord of the Black Prison. I am with you and others. It's really embarrassing!"

Yan Wushang was arrogant and said directly.

"The demon world is already a prey of the weak. If the Holy Infant Lord hadn't taken action, you would have become an ordinary little demon now. How could you be qualified to speak out in a strong way?"

Emperor Xuan of Zhutian had been brainwashed and became a loyal believer of the Lord of the Six Paths. Therefore, Jian Yan Wushang was already dissatisfied with his heart and could not help but snort coldly.

Then, Emperor Xuan of Yutian shook his sleeves and left a sentence before leaving.

"Although we are monsters, we should know how to be grateful!"

"grateful?"

Yan Wushang clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart was indescribable.

Things in the demon world should be solved by the demon world themselves, rather than by outsiders.

But thinking that he was no match for the traveler of time and space, let alone the master of the Six Paths, Yan Wushang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

But he won't surrender.

...

The ice building is hundreds of miles away, with frost all over the place, and a piece of silver.

The cold and cold air is always absorbing the temperature and life of the creatures entering here.

Shulou Longsu has a bloodthirsty constitution, so his blood is cold and he is not afraid of the invasion of the deadly cold air.

As the Buddha's sword begins to say that the body is gradually carved into shape.

The desire realm and the burial sword meeting will also come.

As soon as they stepped in, some people with shallow foundations were unable to withstand the invasion of cold air and turned into ice sculptures.

Yashimi could only order to lead a group of masters forward.

When the Desire Realm and other people stepped into the Ice Tower's realm, the Ice Tower also had a sense.

Xuanming, who was in seclusion, could only be forced to interrupt and go out to face it.

"It's rude to come uninvited!"

A gentle voice came, and the poem also rang out, "Seeing all the thousands of peaks in the world, I don't mind the clouds and my chest. Originally, it's not something in the pool, and the dark geese look into the mysterious dragon."

Immediately afterwards, a figure with long white hair and slightly curly hair appeared in front of the invading enemy.

"The Lord of the Ice Tower, it's up to you to take on something you shouldn't have received."

Yashimi snorted coldly, and the perseverance rushed over.

"Frozen thousands of miles!"

Xuanming knew the rules, snorted coldly, and pressed his hands.

Suddenly, the people from the desire realm who rushed into the world turned into ice sculptures, and their body temperature was also plundered.

"Whimsical!"

The two palms of the Ai Ten Destruction transform into fortune, and the pure Buddha Yuan condenses a powerful blow, dissipates and attacks the cold air.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them suddenly had a hand in hand.

One person has the immortal body of Vajra and has a strong body.

One is as strong as ice, and there is a loud collision sound during the fight.

Qi Taizu wanted to intervene, but he heard that

"Huayang first entered the beautiful Hongmen, and the sparse buildings changed, and the dragon lint was not inferior to its charm; purple gold flute, white jade zither, palace lanterns were bright at night, and Tanhua was in full bloom, drinking together for a leisurely life."

At the same time as the Youyou Poetry Calligraphy sounded, a sword energy had arrived from the sky and repelled Qi Taizu.

"Shulou Longsu!"

Qi Taizu raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect Shulou Longsu to be in Binglou, because he didn't tell him the news before.

"The army is approaching, and the desire realm is really powerful!"

Shulou Longsu gently waved the fan and said with a relaxed and freehand look on his face.

After all, he is one of the top three religions. He has confronted the Emperor Qi Tian directly, and this little thing is nothing to him.

"Shulou Longsu, you'd better not meddle in other people's business, and cause disasters to the Confucian school."

Qi Taizu snorted coldly, speaking with a threat.

"Then you must have this strength."

Shulou Longsu's sleeves were lightly raised. Now it was the critical moment when the Buddhist sword resurrection was resurrected. He would never allow anyone to disturb his friends.

Since that's the case, let's destroy the Ice Tower together.

A fierce light flashed in Qi Taizu's eyes, and the twin rainbows of the sky were unsheathed.

The swords and swords intersect, and the cold stars immediately burst out.

Ya Shi Mie led the people in the desire realm to bless the merits and faced Xuanming.

The war instantly ignited the ice tower's territory.

Although Xuanming's strength has indeed lost 30% due to Yin Yuan's, its strength is still good and he cannot be defeated for the time being.

However, Qi Taizu did not need to fight for the desire realm, so he was not willing to kill. Shulou Longsu only wanted to delay time, so the two fell into a tangled battle.

But on the other side, Yuan Wuji came to the Burial Knife Club.

When the people from the Burial Sword Club saw Yuan Wuji who was alone, they rushed over directly, but as Yuan Wuji gently took his palm, the demonic horns exploded and died.

Even Feng Linjun is no exception.

Only scars remain in place for thousands of years.

"You hurt Chaotianjiao?"

Yuan Wuji looked at He Qiangu indifferently and said.

Although Hen Qiangu was afraid, he could not be scared away. He snorted coldly and said, "Yes, why do you want to avenge her if you are a disabled person?"

"I know you, but unfortunately your poison is useless to me."

As soon as the words fell, the traces turned into smoke disappeared in an instant.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared behind Yuan Wuji.

The cross-pointed cone thorns violently.

Just in a critical moment, Yuan Wuji in the wheelchair suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared above Heng Qiangu.

"Let me see the so-called Yan Keyun!"

Yuan Wuji did not mobilize much power, nor did he use any unique skills, but instead used his power to drive the cloud palm.

"You're the way to death."

After Heng Qiangu noticed it, he couldn't help but sneer. Yandu's body was like misty smoke, but soon, his eyes were blocked by the rich clouds.

"Yunlai Wonderland!"

The eleventh move of the Cloud Palm makes the enemy in the clouds and irresponsible.

Yuan Wuji used it to directly make He Qianqiu illusion and see the scene he feared the most.

"Damn it!"

Hen Qiangu suddenly raised his palm and slashed under the sharp divine edge. The pain made him wake up. The next moment, his body exploded and the smoke melted.

But at this time,

"Damn it!"

As the word "Dan" fell, the smoke that had just dissipated was suddenly eliminated by a mysterious force, and Shi Qiangu spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

"How is this? Is this what you call Yan Keyun?"

Yuan Wuji's figure also condensed from the clouds and mist.

"Grandmaster, yes, I won't let you go!"

Hen Qiangu understood that he had no way to live, and his indifference had completely destroyed his body and internal organs with a calm palm. After saying this, he was also unwilling to die.

"Is the smoke from ancient tomb gone?"

Yuan Wuji smiled disdainfully and disappeared in an instant.

Burial sword meeting, destroy!
Chapter completed!