Outside the battlefield of immortals and demons.
A void vortex emerged again, immediately attracting the attention of experts from the immortal and demon realms.
Everyone was shocked, wondering who would be teleported this time?
However, what surprised everyone was that as soon as the space vortex appeared, it dissipated in the blink of an eye.
It was as if it had been forcibly interrupted.
''Um? What happened? Why did the power of teleportation disappear? ''
The powerful masters of both the immortal and demon realms were stunned and shocked.
Immediately they seemed to think of something, and all of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
''It was forcibly interrupted. Someone forcibly interfered with the power of teleportation in the Immortal Demon Order and prevented the power of teleportation from running! ''
''Who is it that has this ability? Can you block the transmission power of the Immortal Demonic Order in an instant? ''
Everyone in the Immortal Way stared at each other, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.
This kind of method is no trivial matter. Even Xuan Wuji, who has been promoted to the realm of the Great Sage, cannot do it.
''It must be the Rakshasa Saint! ''
''Ning Xueqing is worthy of being the person who revived my Demon Sect! As expected of the ten sects of the Demon Dao who have devoted all their efforts to cultivate him, he is only in the realm of the Great Sage and can interfere with such spatial transmission. He must be a disciple of the Immortal Sect. After encountering Ning Xueqing's strong suppression, he tried to escape with the help of the Immortal Demonic Order. As a result, However, Ning Xueqing forcibly interrupted the power of teleportation. Most of the Immortal Sect disciples had died in Ning Xueqing's hands! ''
After the demonic people were briefly surprised, they seemed to have thought of something, and they all grinned. They all guessed this, and looked at the immortal people with a hint of pride and ridicule in their eyes.
The people in the Demonic Way made such confident remarks, which made the faces of the Immortal Sect become even more ugly. It was unknown which of the Immortal Sect disciples was killed at the hands of the Rakshasa Saint.
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In the battlefield of immortals and demons.
Qin Changsheng suppressed Wanluoshan's natal demon sword and threw it directly to the sky-swallowing demon jar.
The sky-swallowing magic jar was so excited that it swallowed Wanluoshan's natal demon sword in one gulp. Several rays of light shone on its body again, repairing five cracks.
The number of cracks repaired on the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar has reached sixty-five.
On one side, a large area has been restored and looks extremely smooth.
Qin Changsheng could clearly feel that as the cracks on it continued to be repaired, the divine energy in the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar was gradually recovering and strengthening.
This will be a big killer in his hand.
After solving Wanluo Mountain, Qin Changsheng did not stay here for long. He found a place to rest for a while, and practiced sword training for half an hour. After cultivating the Nine Yin Demonic Snake Sword for half an hour, Qin Changsheng began to move on to the next place. A dangerous place to sweep away evil beasts and evil spirits.
time flies.
On the tenth day after the geniuses of the immortal and demon realms entered the immortal and demon battlefield, the entire secret realm of the immortal and demon battlefield underwent earth-shaking changes!
There is endless black mist rising from a distance, and there are terrible sounds of fighting in it, which disturbs people's minds.
Even in the black mist, there were countless terrifying figures surging, teeth and claws showing, and it was extremely terrifying.
Seeing this strange scene, Qin Changsheng's eyes suddenly focused, and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, feeling extremely afraid of the black mist.
The black mist was not a sinister aura, and there were no sinister beasts or evil spirits in it, but it looked down upon everything.
Qin Changsheng saw that wherever the black mist passed, any life force was swallowed up.
The green mountains in the distance turned yellow in an instant, and all the emerald green vitality disappeared.
What's even more frightening is that when the black mist surges past a piece of red soil in the distance, countless skeletons emerge from the red soil.
Those skeletons seemed to have come to life, with pale green light burning in their eye sockets, exuding a terrifying aura, rushing forward along with the black mist.
Qin Changsheng's expression changed. This scene was somewhat similar to the bloody forbidden mist in the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms, both of which were strange and terrifying.
''Roar! ''
At this moment, a terrifying roar came from the black fog.
Then, a terrifying big hand with green hair, ferocious and terrifying, grabbed Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng immediately stood on his head. Is there a living being in this black mist? !
''Shua! ''
A circle of golden ripples appeared under his feet, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.
That ferocious hand grabbed a huge hole in the void where he was just now, and then swept over.
''Tsk! ''
Qin Changsheng turned his hand and slashed out the Golden Lotus Sword in the Qi-Gathering Three-Flower Sword. A circle of golden sword light ripples instantly rippled away, slashing towards the ferocious big hand.
At the same time, Qin Changsheng's figure fell back and stretched out.
The sword light slashed at the ferocious big hand, and golden sparks burst out from that ferocious big hand, as if they had hit the immortal golden iron.
Qin Changsheng was suddenly shocked. The power of his sword was astonishing. It was comparable to a casual blow from a strong man in the realm of the Great Sage. But it was unable to pose any threat to the creatures in the black fog?
He immediately turned around, used the Nine Secret Movement Technique, and rushed into the distance without thinking.
The black fog chased for a whole day before it stopped. It seemed that there were some rules that prevented it from moving forward.
And in the black fog, there were still terrible roars and the sound of chains shaking.
That terrifying roar shocks people's minds, making them feel frightened and fearful.
Qin Changsheng looked at the black mist that had stopped and frowned slightly.
This scene is really familiar, too much like the red tide in the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms.
In the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms, there was also a red tide surging, forcing the geniuses of the Ten Kingdoms to continuously converge towards the central area of the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms.
Now it seems that this black fog, like the red tide, is one of the rules in this battlefield of immortals and demons, forcing them to converge towards the center of the battlefield to speed up the pace of the battle.
This made Qin Changsheng couldn't help but wonder, why is there such a rule?
Who made these battlefield rules?
He suddenly felt that their fighting and fighting in this battlefield was like a performance.
Shaking his head, Qin Changsheng took a deep breath and suppressed this ridiculous thought in his mind.
He glanced at the black tide behind him again. If nothing unexpected happened, the black tide would be turbulent again in ten days.
''Um? Immortal disciple? ''
At this moment, a figure suddenly shot out from the side in the distance. It seemed that it was also being pursued by the Kuroshio and was running away.
Seeing Qin Changsheng, the man's eyes suddenly froze, and then he sneered: "It's your boy, I remember your name is Qin Changsheng, right?" I heard that you are only at the Golden Core Realm, but you actually dare to participate in the fate battle between immortals and demons. This time I met you. It seems that my luck has really come true! ''
The person who came was an evil genius from the Wuji Demon Sect, his name was Fang Qingyun, and his aura was like a rainbow. Although he was not as famous as the Wuji Little Demon Lord, he should not be underestimated.
