Jiuzun asked

"Sir... it can be useful to Li Bu's place."

"Instruct the disciples of the Pirate Sect to tell Xiao Wendao that he wants to fight the Demon Lord."

"where."

"Danqing Building."

For a while, the clouds surged, and the world was shocked.

Demon Lord Nanzhu is a shocking and supreme figure, the No.1 of the three clans in Kyushu.

On the day Xiao Wenwen came back, he challenged the Demon Lord alone...

The robbers spread all over Tianwu in Kyushu.After half a day, everyone in the world knew that the boy from the Xiao family had finally returned.

"Go to Huanqiu Xianshan." Xiao asked.

The hundred immortals on the fairy gourd are all headed by Li Zhong, sitting cross-legged on the fairy mountain of Huanqiu.

For a while, there are thousands of waves.

The Taoists of Huanqiu and Xianshan have never seen such a battle before, they all stand in awe and are at a loss.

"I've met senior Yuxu." Li Zhong called out, very respectfully.

The person in front of Li Zhong is Yuxuzi, the suzerain of Huanqiu and Xianshan, who can be regarded as Xiao Wenwen's "half teacher".

When Yu Xuzi saw Li Zhong, he couldn't remember who he was.

"Who are you···."

"Li Zhong."

Yu Xuzi was taken aback for a moment, the person in front of him had changed greatly from Li Zhong back then, and the Mingxu Tiancoffin behind him was very strange and evil.

"What about him?"

That Yuxuzi looked back, only saw the face of the hundred immortals, but not Xiao Wenwen, his old eyes drooped.

"Senior, I don't know, is the suzerain going to fight the devil?"

Suddenly, Pinellia outside the Dieyi Pavilion moved her clear eyes and glanced at the cold Nalan Dieyi, then closed her eyes and said nothing.

"She... is Nalan Dieyi." Futian's Yin Lingxi called out, and couldn't help but glance at Nalan Dieyi.

"Set up the formation." Li Zhong called out.

The Taoist Hundred Immortals, who have cultivated to the highest level, set up the "Earth Immortal Spiritual Array" with Nalan Dieyi as the center.

In an instant, the aura was like rain.

Kyushu Immortal Dao has never seen this formation before, and a few breaths are comparable to several years of retreat.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that under the body of the Taoist Baixian, there was a spirit stone that condenses the soul and gathers the spirit.

The aura of heaven and earth came from the clouds in all directions, and even Nalan Dieyi's cheek had a tinge of blood.

"God bless Kyushu...God bless Huanqiu."

Yuxuzi let out a sharp cry, stood up with his sword, and went straight to Shangjing, his empty sleeves hanging down behind him.

The Kyushu Immortals who have escaped death all look at the Danqing Tower in Shangjing, the sky and the north, and the happy heart in the soul.

···

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If the world is to be peaceful, we must fight the Demon Lord Nanzhu.

Back then, when Nalan Dieyi's soul scattered in Huanqiu Xianshan, he knew in his heart that it was made by the demon Nan Zhu for him.

Proving the way without emotion is the way!

Today, the world is difficult to level, but Nalan Dieyi's technique of bringing the dead back to life is more variable.

Xiao Wenwen cultivated the Dao to the realm of the Earth Immortal, so he didn't allow any waves or changes.

And this time the variable is three people, one is Emperor Xia Yuanmo, one is Demon Lord Nan Zhu, and the remaining one is Nalan Fengde.

If the devil is undefeated, the world will never rest.

Standing alone, Xiao asked, standing on the Danqing Tower, looking at the entire Shangjing scenery, but his heart was not disturbed.

He knew that the whole world was looking at Dan Qinglou.

Human Emperor Xia Yuanmo stood on top of the palace, and asked the Taoist next to him: "This son, how is your cultivation?"

"Young Earth Immortal."

"If you fight him, you have a good chance of winning."

"He is the sky, and I am the humble dog."

As soon as the Taoist shouted, he stopped talking, and the human emperor Xia Yuanmo bowed his head and said softly for a moment, "Hurry up and find that Tang Shishui."

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The rooster crows and the dawn breaks, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

The common people in Shangjing looked at Xiao Wenwen on the Danqing Tower, and they all stayed up all night.

Dressed in black mans, it comes with the wind.

"Dao'er, why don't you go home." Demon Lord Nanzhu said kindly, standing side by side with Xiao Wenwen.

"My father and my mother... are good."

"Qishan is half the emperor of Snow Country, how can it be bad."

"That's fine."

"However, Qishan has been upset recently."

"What's the matter."

"Ever since you went to Outland, Frozen City has been restless."

"Oh."

"That man murdered and set fire... all day long."

"Who is this person..."

"It's just a young man from the Demon Kingdom, named Ximen Baitu."

Suddenly, Xiao Wenwen remembered that he went to Wanhai Immortal Realm, but he never told Ximen Baituyi.

"I keep saying that I want to avenge my friends."

"Oh, did he hate it?"

"It's not just hatred, this son killed thousands of people from the demon clan. Now, he is being punished by thousands of cuts."

When I think about it, the wind flies away.

Xiao Wen asked like a breath of wind, and went straight to the frozen city, his eyes shivered.

"Dao'er, it's been ten years... let foster father try your cultivation."

"The best way."

Mojun Nanzhu's eyes moved, and a golden light wrapped around his body, he swung his saber and slashed, startling the situation with one step.

Stacked knife shadows, one cut and one thousand blows.

For a moment, the mountain below him turned into gravel, and the sword intent was domineering.

Xiao Wenwen held the Wendao sword, and the sword came out of "King's Landing". His body was wrapped in lightning and purple light, like a god and demon.

The sword energy passed through the gap, like the white horse.

One sword in King's Landing can cut a thousand cuts.

The demon king blocked the horizontal knife and fell thousands of feet before he was able to stabilize his mind. Under the waist, there was a streak of blood, scarring half an inch of blood.

"Dao'er, if you lift your sword half an inch, you can kill me." The Demon Lord shouted, and continued: "Unfortunately, this sword is too stewed."

The corner of Xiao Wen's mouth twitched, his body was like a frightened bird, and it was another [-] miles.

"The mountain is not upright."

The unorthodox mountain is still the same as before, it seems to be a paper umbrella placed at a slant, lying under the sky.

As soon as the Demon Lord Nanzhu's momentum rose, above the center of his eyebrows, there was a look in his eyes, which was like a mirror, disturbing people's minds.

"Dao'er, do you still remember this mirror?"

"Xuanmen Secret Realm... Chaotian Dao." Xiao asked in a low voice, and continued: "Father, do you still remember who brought out this mirror back then?"

The Demon Lord's cold eyes moved, and his figure slanted: "The Magic Sky Mirror Demon."

I saw that there was a person standing behind the demon king, like the legendary god and demon, invincible.

The demon in the realm didn't move, but Xiao Wenwen came out with a sword, and called out softly: "Chaos Demon Slash."

In one thought, he used the power of pulling out demons, the speed of shadow demons, the flames of flame demons, the body of blood demons, the solidity of rock demons, and the technique of mirror demons, all in one blow.

Sword, one cut.

All the chaos and demons came out and turned into gods and demons!

"Father, this demon... is weaker."

In an instant, the illusionary body of the mirror demon behind the demon king turned into nothingness.Like ice dissipating and shattering, it is full of residue.

And the three pupil mirror eyes between the demon king's eyebrows ooze out a streak of blood, and the spots fall down.

"Roar···."

In a breath, the demon lord Nanzhu turned into his main body, and it was the first time Xiao Wenwen saw it.

"Putting out the demon."

As soon as Xiao asked, he arrived in an instant and stood on the frozen city.Under the city, all the citizens of Snow Country raised their heads and looked around.

Ximen Baitu was covered in blood and flesh. Looking at Xiao Wendao above the sky, he grinned brilliantly.

"Father, once said a word to me back then, but I still remember it."

The demon king turned into a demon who pulled the sky up, Mo Tong stared at him, but he didn't say a word, and the murderous intent in his eyes swept across the sky.

"Rain is born in the sky and buried in the earth, and life is in the middle." Xiao Wenwen said softly, and continued: "Rain can be controlled by fate, but people cannot be controlled by the sky."

Words fall and swords come out, but it is like the end of the world.

Only one person exclaimed: "The sky is falling."