The aura shot into the sky, accompanied by a huge roar.
The thunderous attacks of the three peerless experts in Yidi Mountain were blocked by corresponding enemies in all directions.
Bai Ze's face was serious, and he could no longer laugh at this time. He slapped Duan Jiang with his palm, and his body disintegrated like water mist, and then condensed on the ground and distanced himself.
At the same time, the old hands that struck Duan Mutian and others, and the muscular palms that aimed to destroy the space passage, all retreated in an instant, without fighting the enemy head-on.
Then, two figures came through the air, with runes all over their feet, as if they had reversed time and space and arrived in the blink of an eye.
After the two arrived, they didn't say much and stood side by side with Bai Ze. The three of them looked forward together with solemn expressions.
"Old... ancestors? Three ancestors!"
The Yidi Mountain disciples who knew them were stunned at first, and then roared with red faces, extremely excited.
On the side, countless disciples also reacted, looking at the three figures who had only worshiped in the ancestral temple, and hurriedly shouted long live the mountain.
But the three of them didn't express the slightest hint. It wasn't that they were weak-minded and ignored everything, but that the enemies in front of them couldn't help but distract them.
"Duan Jiang."
Bai Ze raised his head and examined the man who was no longer always guarding the exit of the space passage. After looking at it for a while, he slowly lowered his sight.
"Duan Wuya."
Bai Ze stared at the middle-aged man beside Duan Mutian, his eyes flickering, and finally he raised his head and looked at the space passage again.
"And you, Qing Yao."
There, a pair of monster-like sharp claws poked out of the void, and a black figure with red eyes and a grin was looming.
Just now, he was the one who threw a punch to stop the space channel from collapsing.
"The sect leader of Mutian Divine Sect, the Great Elder, and the Holy Master of Emperor Demon Sect...heh, they really look up to us."
boom!
While speaking, Bai Ze waved his hand, and the strong wind blew away, blowing away the thick haze around Duan Jiang, blowing away the bursts of evil spirit covering Qing Yao's body, and also blew Duan Wuya's black robe away. It must be hunting.
The three of them finally appeared in front of the world with a strong posture that no one could match.
"See the sect leader!"
"See the Holy Lord!"
The disciples of the Mutian Divine Sect and the Emperor Demon Sect shouted in unison. They were trembling under the threat of Yidi Mountain earlier, but now they are finally fearless.
"hey-hey."
At the exit of the space passage, Qing Yao stepped out. A green robe was dancing wildly in the sky. His pale skin had no color at all. Coupled with his rather evil face and purple pupils, it was obvious at a glance that this This thing is not human!
"I heard earlier that our sect's Zong Qing was killed by Xu Yue... Where is that little bastard now?"
The sharp sound echoed throughout the mountain top, many people had strange expressions on their faces, and their hearts began to beat faster.
Even Duan Wuya, who had been silent, tilted his head slightly to look.
"Return to the Holy Lord!"
In the direction of the Emperor Demon Gate, the elder Zong Lian stepped forward and said sadly to the skinny young man in green in the sky: "Zong Qing has indeed been killed by Xu Yue! Now the murderer has escaped into the secret realm of Yi Di Mountain, and we want to pursue him. , but Yidi Mountain is obstructing us in every possible way, not allowing us to go forward, and we still hope that the Holy Lord will make the decision for us!"
"I hope the Holy Lord will make the decision!"
All the demon cultivators from the Emperor Demon Sect knelt down in unison and asked for orders from heaven.
In the distance, the three ancestors of Yidi Mountain watched this scene quietly, wondering what they were thinking.
Qing Yao also looked directly at the three of them, with purple flames boiling in his demonic eyes. After looking at them for a long time, he grinned and said, "In this case, it's an advantage for him."
Hearing this, Bai Ze and the others immediately frowned, confused as to what he meant.
Another slightly younger voice also sounded suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Li raised his head, looked at Qing Yao who was not affected by the power of Yidi Mountain's forbidden air, and asked expressionlessly.
"Tsk."
Qing Yao lowered his head when he heard the sound, and saw several figures reflected in his eyes, and said slowly: "Let me see... Lu Jiuzhou, Qi Yuan, and a few others I don't know... and you, Jiang Li."
After Qing Yao finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then his expression changed wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he became extremely ferocious.
"Who gave you the courage to speak like this to Gu!!"
boom!
The demonic aura soared into the sky, and the green light was dazzling. At this moment, Qing Yao was like a world-destroying demon, stretching out his long fingers and tapping hard.
"careful!"
Lu Jiuzhou's expression could no longer be calm and he roared with all his strength.
boom!
In an instant, the green light was like the sky, covering the sky, filling the sky, completely submerging the location where Jiang Li and others were.
Countless people looked at this scene in horror, feeling the mighty power on that finger, and deep fear arose in their hearts.
Is this the Tianxuan realm?
Above, Qing Yao looked down with disdain and sneered: "Huh, they are just a few lost dogs of the past. The so-called geniuses are nothing until they grow up... Xu Yue is not here, so your friends will take his place. Atone for your sins.”
After the words fell, the entire scene was extremely quiet except for the billowing dust.
Many people looked in a daze, looking at the fingers that looked like Optimus Prime and couldn't believe it.
Could it be that the previously all-powerful Lu Jiuzhou and others were wiped out by Qing Yao with just one finger?
Mo Daoshangjun and others' eyes flickered and they stared there.
After a breath, Qing Yao suddenly frowned and noticed something strange.
Zheng!
A clear sword chant suddenly sounded, and then the sword light was like snow, shaking rapidly like lightning, not only cutting deep sword marks on Qing Yao's fingers, but also killing all the smoke that enveloped them. .
Everyone hurriedly looked around and saw that a six-pointed star had been propped up by someone at some point. The light was shining on it, and the aura of protecting the road was flowing like a mountain.
It was it that barely blocked Qingtian's finger!
call.
At the same time, a gust of autumn wind blew silently in Qing Yao's ears, and the small area next to him suddenly faded, as if a piece of the sky had been taken away, which was extremely strange.
A red-robed man with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, holding a bloody sword, and as angry as Shura stepped out from the isolated space that was no longer in the present world.
"You're really looking for death."
Qing Yao smiled ferociously, turned around and struck away with his palm. Jiang Li also immediately slashed with his sword, and the blood energy surged out like a waterfall, drowning the two of them.
However, due to the huge gap in strength, just a moment later, with Qing Yao's cold snort, Jiang Li's figure was blasted out, Qi Yuan's six-pointed star was shattered, and Lu Jiuzhou and Huang Nu also appeared at the same time, with pale faces. Looking at the figure at the top of the fairyland.
"die!"
Qing Yao's demon eyes were sharp, and he pursued the victory, using his spiritual power, and punched several seriously injured people.
boom!
At the critical moment, an old palm reached out in time, glowing with a scorching fairy light, lightly holding the furious fist, pushing it back, and bounced it back.
With a swish sound, huge power came. Qing Yao flicked his hand, staggering a little, but he immediately stabilized his figure. With one hand behind his back, he stared at the white-haired old man among the three people in Yidi Mountain and said ferociously. : "Mu Baizhou, what do you mean?"
"Qing Yao, don't argue with this junior, let's talk about the current matter." The old man was calm, and he smiled very kindly at this time.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for saving your life. The younger generation will remember it."
Lu Jiuzhou and others hurriedly bowed to the old man with sincere expressions.
"You little kids, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and you are still causing trouble as before."
Mu Baizhou looked at his old face with wrinkles and said with a smile: "Get up, you are all Xuan'er's friends, it's just a little effort."
"Thank you, Mr. Mu!"
Lu Jiuzhou and others bowed again, then sat down cross-legged and began to heal their wounds with luck.
Only Jiang Li was still standing, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking indifferently at the Demon Emperor standing high in the sky with his hands behind his back, silent.
Qing Yao also lowered his head and ignored him.
"Is it the peak of Tianxuan Realm?"
Finally, Jiang Li turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Qing Yao. Just one sentence got into the ears of the Demon Emperor.
"Give me another hundred years and I will kill you!"
Qing Yao was speechless, staring at the bloody red-robed man with his coquettish purple eyes. His hands behind his back clenched tightly, shaking a little.
There, his index finger is already
