"jingle."
In the polar night world, when the battle between the demon god and Qingqing reaches a fever pitch, at the end of the night, the looming silver bell rings, clear and sweet.
When everyone present heard the strange ringtone, they subconsciously looked over.
But in the depths of the night, four figures surrounded by black figures were walking up in a sedan chair. They seemed to be in no hurry, but in a few breaths, they had already walked from a very far distance into everyone's field of vision.
The sudden appearance of a group of people was so strange that everyone present was puzzled. They didn't know who they were and why they were here.
"Amitabha, who are those people, Chang Donor, do you know?"
Behind the monsters, Sanzang looked at the four people walking in the distance, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked.
"have no idea."
Chang Yu shook his head slightly and responded, "But I'm sure they are all from the underworld."
"Why did so many underworlds suddenly come here?"
Sanzang said doubtfully, "I haven't heard from Brother Li that he has such an arrangement."
"Maybe it's Prince Wen."
Chang Yu said calmly, "I heard from Li Jiaoxi before that he and Prince Wen both had backup forces. Presumably, these are the reinforcements invited by Prince Wen."
At this point, Chang Yu paused and continued, "Looking at the clothes of those four people, they seem to be a little older, and they don't look like people from this era."
"Amitabha, isn't he the same person from a thousand years ago?" Sanzang said with some uncertainty.
"I can't say for sure." Chang Yu responded softly.
As the saying goes, people of the same kind flock together, and people who can be admired by Professor Li are not mediocre. Even if they do something amazing, it would not be surprising.
While the two were talking, in the distance, four Five Realm Netherworlds carried a sedan to the battlefield, and then stopped together.
With a thud, the wooden sedan fell to the ground, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
"What a grand gesture!"
During the battle, the demon god knocked back his opponent with a palm, looked at the wooden sedan in front of him, and snorted coldly.
On the contrary, Qingqing looked into the distance with a flash of surprise, feeling that such a scene seemed familiar.
The next moment, in the spotlight of everyone, a young man wearing colorful robes walked out of the wooden sedan. His face was feminine, not handsome at all, but somewhat delicate at most.
Such a young man with not so outstanding appearance would not even be qualified to be looked at on a normal day. However, at this moment, in this atmosphere, the appearance of the young man seemed so strange and attracted people's attention. All eyes.
The demon god looked at the person coming, and frowned at first. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes narrowed sharply.
It's him!
"Long time no see, the God of Light, and the Demon Goddess!"
In front of the wooden sedan, the young man took out a folding fan from his sleeve, half-hiding his face, and said hello to the two of them.
"Shaoyan[àn]!"
Qingqing looked at the man in front of her and whispered two words.
"Yes, the goddess actually still remembers me."
Shaoyan responded with a smile, looked at the God of Light on the other side, and said with a smile, "God of Light, why don't you say hello when you see an old friend?"
"Old friend?"
A cold look flashed in the Demon God's eyes, and he responded, "Are I so familiar with you?"
"It seems that I'm not very familiar with him."
Shao Yan put down the folding fan in his hand, closed it gently, looked cold, and said calmly, "We haven't seen each other for a thousand years, but you old guy is still alive. This young master is really unhappy."
Not far away, Sanzang heard the conversation between the three of them. His fair little face showed a thoughtful look and he asked, "Shaoyan? Why does this name sound so familiar to the young monk?"
"Doesn't this sound familiar? This is a big shot."
On the side, Chang Yu said in a condensed voice, "If it's not a coincidence, I remember that the son of Taiyuan and Xihe, the leader of the Taoist sect, is called Shaoyan!"
"Ami, lie down!"
Sanzang was shocked after hearing the former's reminder, and finally remembered it. He couldn't help but swear, and said in surprise, "The legendary second generation ancestor who once caused great chaos in the Taoist sect?"
If the sons of princes, generals and prime ministers in today's world who only know how to eat, drink, have fun and bully men and dominate women are playboys, then Shaoyan, the son of the Taoist leader, is the ancestor of playboys.
In the most prosperous era of the Taoist sect, it could be said that the gods were everywhere, and the five realms were as numerous as dogs. To be able to throw such a glorious Taoist sect into chaos, Shao Yan relied on more than just his identity as the son of the leader of the Taoist sect.
Two words, strength!
Legend has it that Shaoyan's martial arts talent was rare to see in a thousand years, and he was the fastest person to break through the five realms in the history of Taoism. However, because his martial arts talent was too high, he became arrogant and arrogant. He began to be arrogant and made trouble everywhere.
It is said that at that time, Taiyuan was at the critical moment of impacting the third Taoist flower and had been in seclusion for many years. However, the other sages of the Taizi generation either chose to turn a blind eye or stay away from home for a long time because of Taiyuan's face. Outside, he didn't care about worldly affairs, so for a long time, no one in the Taoist sect could suppress this arrogant second generation ancestor.
Therefore, Shaoyan relied on his own power to turn the entire Taoist sect into chaos.
It wasn't until Taiyuan came out of seclusion and broke Shaoyan's legs with his own hands that this period of Taoism's dark history came to an end.
Generally speaking, such dark history is rarely recorded in history books. However, Shao Yan, the second generation ancestor, is so amazing and talented. In addition, people from the Taoist sect have never deliberately avoided hiding their own stains. This paragraph Only then can history be passed down.
Therefore, for thousands of years, Shao Yan has been basically a negative teaching material or even a villain in the eyes of the world.
"It's still unclear whether this person's appearance will be a blessing or a curse."
Chang Yu said solemnly, "This is a master who doesn't play by common sense."
In front of the wooden sedan, Shao Yan seemed to feel two strange eyes not far away, and looked sideways. When he saw the young monk with black energy lingering all over his body, he showed interest and asked, "Goddess, what is this?" What does the little bald donkey have to do with you? The evil spirit in him seems to be very similar to yours."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty."
Qingqing responded coldly and asked, "Shaoyan, what are you here for today? If you want to help, I welcome you. If not, I will rest for a while and wait until I solve the immediate trouble before entertaining you." .”
"You guys are beating yourselves. This young master has come a long way and is a little tired. I want to rest for a while and then I won't get involved."
Shaoyan smiled slightly, stood quietly in front of the wooden sedan, and turned the folding fan in his hand without any intention of helping.
When Qingqing saw this, she didn't say anything. She withdrew her gaze, stepped forward, and started fighting again.
The demon god moved to block the attack, but from the corner of his eye he looked at the young figure outside the battle, not daring to be careless.
In front of the wooden sedan, Shao Yan saw the God of Light's timid appearance, and the smile on his feminine face became even stronger.
This old guy didn't seem to believe what he said.
Is he, Shaoyan, such a person who doesn't keep his word?
"boom!"
In the battle, after another dozen or so moves, the blood spear and the divine power of light collided violently, with the aftermath shaking, and the two retreated together.
Unexpectedly.
The moment Xuelang covered his eyes.
In front of the demon god, a young figure passed by silently.
In front of the wooden sedan, at some point, Shao Yan's figure had disappeared.
