Chapter 1533： The temples have become frost (seeking monthly pass for the third shift)

Alone at night, people are in pairs.

The next day, the bonfire was exhausted, and there was a figure out of the forest.

Qin Xuan quietly looked at the moths dormant, and sighed slightly.

Tu Xian quietly followed behind her, and she didn't say much.

It was more than ninety days and nights, the Monster Blood Continent, the situation changed, but in the vast mountains, there were two figures walking silently.

Qin Xuan was getting older, his eight-foot white clothes almost turned into a six-foot rickety appearance.

His eyes were quiet, but his temples had become hoarfrost.

The wrinkles are all over his face, unable to hide the vicissitudes of time.

After only three months, the two traveled hundreds of thousands of miles.

Tu Xian looked at Qin Xuan's decayed appearance and sighed slightly.

She was wearing a black robe and followed behind Qin Xuan.

"Ahead, there are traces of the monster race, do you want to continue to move forward?"

Tu Xian reminded Qin Xuan that as early as a few days ago, a great demon appeared near this place.

She put on a black robe to hide her identity so as not to be recognized by the passing demon.

"Monster!"

Qin Xuan's voice was already a little hoarse, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes.

His sanity is not too clear anymore, forbidden by heaven and jealousy, years and years, at this moment, he seems to be rotten.

It was like an old man who could only lie in a sick bed, but Qin Xuan insisted on going forward and walked through this world.

Even if it was sane and chaotic, he still didn't stop, but he had less time to stop and stay, and walked forward like a walking dead.

Tu Xian sighed slightly, a little bit sad.

All living beings are envious of Tianjiao's good, but they don't know how miserable Tianjiao was.

Once this white robe was amazing and gorgeous, with an unparalleled posture, sweeping away the demons, but now it is pitiful.

"The strong are late, there is no better than this!"

Tu Xian sighed slightly, and she thought, if one day, she would be like Qin Xuan, what would happen to herself?

The face is old and the green silk is dead.

This is not an illusion, if she has a longevity, what is the difference between her and Qin Xuan, even, not as good as Qin Xuan.

Tongtian Demon Mountain, how many arrogances coveted it, once late, I am afraid that the end will be much more miserable than Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan continued to walk forward, his body trembling faintly, and his aging body was difficult to move forward.

But every step he took is very solid.

In almost three days, they passed a thousand miles and walked to a lofty mountain.

Tu Xian frowned slightly, "Qin Xuan, don't go up, there are demons gathered, and humans..."

Her eyes paused slightly, and the journey of a thousand miles seemed to be close at hand in her eyes.

Tu Xian had seen some demons transformed into human forms, gathered here, and some strong human races.

Numerous experts in the cultivation world who have entered the realm of Shaking the Ancient Emperor gather here.

"It's only been more than a month. The swamp of God Devouring Swamp was severely damaged, the Ice God clan was annihilated, and nearly half of the more than two thousand powerhouses in the cultivation world fell." Tu Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and she frowned.

The creatures in the Demon Blood Continent seemed to be completely opposite to the previous ones, replacing their positions.

The demon clan powerhouses who used to slaughter the demon blood, but now turned into the six forbidden kings, plus the creatures of the forbidden land, began to look for the strong in the realm of cultivation and kill them.

There are more than a hundred powerful auras on the mountain in front of them. It should be some powerful people in the cultivation world who gather here to discuss countermeasures.

When Tu Xian was thinking about it, Qin Xuan had hobbled up the mountain.

The mountains are so majestic that they seem like a cliff for Qin Xuan at this moment.

It was too difficult, even Qin Xuan had to use both hands and feet.

He was confused, and although he had mana in his body, he didn't know how to use it.

...

On the mountain, there are more than a hundred human figures gathered in one place.

"Falling dragon, now the swamp of swallowing gods has been hit hard and the turtles have shrunk, the Palace of Despair has become an empty city, and the Mahayana creatures of the Demon Sea of ​​Death have landed, and many Mahayana creatures in the Forbidden Land of Demon Burial rushed out of it. , In less than a month, we have been hit hard." A demon demon turned into a strong man, frowning.

"How should I wait? The forbidden area is no longer available!" The Demon King was also worried.

"Why worry everyone!" A faint voice sounded, and many demon kings suddenly raised their heads.

They looked at the sky, and a white robe fell silently on it.

"Demon Lord!"

Immediately, the group of demons shocked, there was a demon lord, and the demon king looked shocked, looking at the white clothes in the sky.

On the white clothes was a young man with black hair and shawl, quietly falling in front of many powerful men.

The complexion of many demon statues changed suddenly, with anger and fear.

There are more than three thousand Harmony Powers who have moved from the realm of cultivation to the ancient emperor's realm. Now in the Demon Blood Continent, the four characters for the white demon lord are the best known. Even the Pingtian Dragon King and the Immortal Ape King did not have this. The White Demon Lord has a great reputation.

Building a demon court, sweeping the group of demons, not only that, under the demon court, there are dozens of monster blood creatures comparable to the Mahayana realm.

Outside the Divine Lion Emperor's Capital, the world is shattered, the night demons are slain, and the group of demons are buried in the Divine Lion Land.

This is enough to push the name of the white demon lord to the pinnacle of more than three thousand masters in the realm of cultivation.

With a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he slowly said, "This time, I will wait for Zul here to help you solve problems."

"With my strength, I have already entered the Mahayana lower grade. It is not difficult to kill the Forbidden God King!" The young man's eyes were light: "You know, there are not only six Forbidden God Kings in the Demon Blood Continent. Thousands of miles of heaven and earth are broken..."

Youth talk is enough.

The complexion of many strong men changed suddenly.

"Is it impossible..."

"As expected to be the demon master, the strength is so terrifying that even the King of Forbidden Gods who is comparable to the Mahayana High Grade can be killed.

The young man smiled arrogantly, "How can you stop me if you ban the **** king in every area?"

"However, after all, there is more than one Suppression God King, and there are also six. I was severely injured in the previous battle, and I have not recovered yet. It is a pity..." the youth sighed softly, "If there are some treasures, I Maybe it can be restored to the peak, and it is not difficult to kill another banned king."

"Plus you all work together to calm the forbidden land and seize the most treasures of it, so that everyone can have a great opportunity..."

The young man shook his head and sighed, "But the treasures and elixir in my hand have already been exhausted."

As soon as these words came out, the countenances of the demons changed.

They naturally heard the meaning of the youth's mouth, and immediately many demons frowned.

The treasures and treasures in their hands are also obtained through hardships, so how can they be given to others.

"I heard that the six kings of the forbidden gods have already spoken, wanting to slaughter the demon gods outside the sky to pay off the blood debt of the demon blood." The young man said quietly, "I plant the demon court, and save the demon blood creatures billions. My feelings will not move me, but the compassion of my demon lord can be saved by foreigners, so how can we face the wanton slaughter of everyone from the realm of cultivation."

"I just sigh for being helpless..."

His face was full of grief, causing the demon lord present to change slightly again.

Finally, a demon king couldn't help but speak, "The demon lord is so kind, he even waits for me to be an enemy of the Suppression God King, how can I wait?"

"I have a third-grade **** chain grass in my hand, which should be able to restore the demon master."

The demon king made a sound, and some demon races around also moved a little bit. The celebrities here also looked at each other and frowned.

The young man never took the third-grade treasure medicine, but sighed softly: "I can't recover from one plant. Since I can't help, why bother to take it."

"I can understand your thoughts, but if my demon master really wants to take it, do you think that your own power is comparable to that night demon?"

As the sound fell, the crowd changed slightly, and some strong monsters couldn't help but move.