The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1404 Battle of Bianling City

Not far away, Xiaoqing showed hesitation on her face. She undoubtedly wanted to keep every treasure here, and she didn't know how to choose at this moment.

"You chose these useless things?"

Xiaoqing was still hesitant at this moment, standing next to Ye Fei with a flickering figure, and couldn't help but speak softly.

"Beihai Youdao is not bad, it is indeed a top-notch treasure among the best ancient artifacts."

"But the other two..."

Looking at the square wooden box in the air ahead, Xiaoqing showed a helpless look on her face. Although the Creation Pill of the Green Demon Race is good, it is not worthwhile to waste an item like this.

If you want this Creation Pill, if you have time in the future, just grab it again.

As for the last golden pocket, after Xiaoqing's spiritual sense swept over it, the expression on her face changed a little.

"That's in the golden bag, and it contains the world-crossing ghost stone."

In the center of Treasure Land, after seeing the Netherworld Stone, Xiao Qing also knew that the person in front of her had made up her mind to go, and she was afraid that she would not stay in the Outland Demon Land for too long.

"Well, there are hundreds of them."

"I don't know where the last world master got it from."
Ye Fei nodded slightly, and responded in a low voice.

He still doesn't know the origin of the crossing ghost stone for the time being, and it will take some time to digest the complex memories in his mind. Before reaching the fairyland, Ye Fei dare not fully open the memory inheritance in his brain.

In the holy tomb, he still had the priority of remembering the feeling of splitting headache.

If most of it is not sealed, his mind will not be able to bear it, his consciousness will be disordered, and he will probably become a lunatic.

In the Treasure Pavilion, Xiaoqing who was on the side heard the words, and then she didn't think too much, raised her hand and under a claw, there were three streamers of light in the midair, which merged into her storage ring.

The two looked at each other, then stopped talking and walked out of the seventh-floor treasure pavilion together.

Inside the Holy Palace, in front of the rock wall, in mid-air at this moment, Ye Fei and Xiaoqing stepped into the air, their eyes swept towards the blackness ahead, and streamers emerged from their figures.

Under the acquiescence of the elder Shenggong, the two left without any hindrance.

"Master Yemen, there is one thing that I am very puzzled about. How did you perceive Yaolao just now in front of the seventh-floor treasure pavilion?"

In the night, the two walked at full speed through the air.

It will take some time for the ancient teleportation array closest to this place, Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask at this moment.

She herself has the strength of the Lord of the Underworld, which is equivalent to a strong person in the Realm of Immortals. It is self-evident how strong her perception is, but she did not have the slightest perception of the old demon's breath at that time.

"I didn't feel it."

Ye Fei smiled lightly and spoke bluntly.

Although he had a little contact with the ancient realm powerhouse before, the holy palace was originally the territory of the two elders in the palace. With the terrifying strength of the two, the actions of Ye Fei and Ye Fei probably could not escape their eyes.

Xiaoqing couldn't help chuckling when she heard the words, she was not a fool, she instantly understood what the person beside her meant.

After all, the two of them didn't want to talk too much. As they walked all the way in the night, a rolling mountain range appeared in the distance. According to Xiaoqing, there is an ancient teleportation array within this mountain range, which can send the two of them together. The edge of the teleportation ditch.

After the matter in the Land of Extreme Demons is resolved, it's time for the agreement between the two to begin.

Time flies, and a #night passes in a blink of an eye...

In front of the boundary ditch of Outland Demon Land, with two streamers of light flashing, the barrier of the boundary ditch trembled.

"Let's go straight to Bianling City."

"Mu Wang and the others are just outside the city. It's time for this battle to end." In the air in front of the boundary barrier, Xiaoqing's eyes were focused, and she looked up at the distant sky.

When Ye Fei heard this, a cold light appeared in his eyes at the same time.

Along the way, Xiaoqing has already made clear her goal. This time, the Demon Race invasion is aimed at the Fairy Castle, and her target is undoubtedly the three elders of the Castle.

"Master Yemen, you only need to help me behead one person, and our clan will do the rest by myself." Xiaoqing's slightly dignified voice came from midair at this time.

She had obviously waited for this moment for a long time, and a killing intent gradually appeared in her eyes.

Ye Fei didn't ask much about the grievances between the Green Demon Clan and the Fairy Castle.

Presumably, it is also related to the scarcity of the current Green Demon Clan, but for Ye Fei, Zong Yuanhao and others almost killed him, and most of the disciples of Xiaoyaomen, except Zifeng, probably also died in other places. In his hands, how could he bear this matter.

In mid-air, the speed of the two of them increased by a few points at this moment.

After passing through the Shoumo City, there was almost no way to stay, and he pointed directly to Bianling City on the border of the base.

"Huh, whistling."

In the sky, a strong wind blew past, and the speed of the two of them was almost comparable to teleportation at this moment.

In less than half a day, an elongated black shadow could be seen on the horizon in the distance. As the two approached, the violent meaning in the air became more intense.

In front of the ancient city of Bianling, the impact of the ghosts was almost endless. These terrifying monsters were born with the power of demons, and even after being scattered, they can quickly gather again.

"Hoo, hoo!"

"Roar."

Low growls continued, and the sound of fighting was deafening.

In the mausoleum city over there, a stream of light flickered, a middle-aged woman wearing a green gown, long hair tied behind her head, with extraordinary momentum, and holding a rapier, rushed into the battlefield at this moment.

"The demon race is different, give me Su'er's life back."

This woman is none other than Xiaoyaomen's master Zifeng's uncle, who undoubtedly has the peak strength of the eight-star demon Xu Qingfeng.

The woman's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the feeling of plunder made people shudder.

"cut!"

The figure flashed, and the power of the eight-star heavenly demon exploded. At this moment, a sword slashed down, and the sword shadows flew all over the sky.

"Huh, boom."

The crackling sound was deafening, and under this sword, hundreds of phantoms were directly chopped into pieces.

"Xiaoyaomen has made a move."

"That's Zifeng's Master Xu, follow me to kill all these ghosts, so as to shake the power of my demon sect!"

"..."

In front of the city gate and on the battlefield, the disciples of the sect who were summoned here all showed excitement in their eyes at this moment. The people from the Outland Demon Land were extremely belligerent, and they felt their blood boil at this moment.

At the same time, in Bianling City, there were hundreds of demon guards trained by the Demon Immortal Castle at the same time, and they merged into the battlefield again.

In the distance where the Cyan Demon Clan was stationed, behind the shadows of all the ghosts, the Underworld Lord Mu Wang slowly raised his head at this time, his eyes were far away, looking at the battlefield ahead, with a strange light on his face.

"Green Demon Clan, where is the ghost lord?"

King Mu let out a low cry, and his whole body froze.

As the voice fell, not far in front of him, a tall, flat-headed man in black armor walked out of the crowd with a huge cylindrical treasure in his hand.

"Clan member Tie Feng, I have met you." The voice of the person in front was very thick, and his opening was like thunder.

In his right hand, the huge iron pillar was slowly lowered, causing the surrounding earth to tremble at this moment.

"You lead ten members of my family to join the battlefield."

"Don't kill the people of Xiaoyaomen." King Mu said in a deep voice at this moment, with the meaning of not being able to refuse in his voice.

It can be seen that before this, Xiaoqing, the master of the underworld, had already explained.

Their main purpose of this battle is to weaken the strength of the Demon Immortal Fortress. As for the other Demon Cultivation Sects, the Cyan Demon Clan does not want to be enemies, let alone the Xiaoyaomen where Ye Fei once stayed.

"Yes!"

The man in front gave a low drink and nodded his head.

After saying that, they stood up abruptly, nodded slightly to the dozens of people beside them, and after looking at each other, everyone stepped into the air and rushed towards the battlefield ahead.

On the side of the Cyan Demon Clan, Mu Wang, the underworld lord of the clan, stood up suddenly after a moment of silence. The aura around him exploded, and he walked towards the front of the mausoleum.

The underworld master is an existence comparable to a true immortal. At this moment, the explosion of momentum alone suppresses the audience almost instantly.

On the battlefield ahead, Xu Qingfeng of Xiaoyaomen's eyes focused at this moment, and suddenly there was a target in his eyes.

"Sword array, seal the body."

The woman's figure flickered, and at the same time as she rushed towards King Mu, the power in her body exploded, cutting out hundreds of sword shadows in a row.

"Huh, whistling..."

The shadow of the sword filled the sky, instantly sealing the figure of the person in front of him.

In the midair of the battlefield, King Mu of the Blue Demon Clan did not fight back. His eyes swept towards the people ahead, and he couldn't help sighing secretly at this moment.

"I don't want to fight with you, and you are not my opponent. Go back and let Weng Bufan get out, or you can wait for a few people, and I won't be able to stop the deity." King Mu raised his head and swept towards the person in front, and said in a deep voice.

When Xu Qingfeng heard the words in front, the chill in his eyes intensified a bit.

"Let me ask you, all the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect died at the hands of your Green Demon Clan?" Xu Qingfeng gritted his teeth tightly. At this moment, he was under tremendous pressure, but his figure never retreated half a bit.

It is extremely rare for an eight-star celestial demon to be able to support the coercive power of the Lord of the Underworld until now.

"You can go back and ask Senior Nangong Xie about this."

"Now, get out of here!"

King Mu snorted, apparently too lazy to say anything.

The next moment, the aura around him rose again, and an invisible force surrounded him. The sword light that sealed his figure was almost instantly scattered, and the people in front were directly pushed back several feet away.

"Senior brother Nangong is not in Xiaoyaomen."

"Lord Mu Ming, I, the Xiaoyao Sect, did not participate in the siege of your Green Demon Clan back then. Can you tell me, is there any disciple of my sect who escaped that calamity back then?"

In the midair of the battlefield, Xu Qingfeng stabilized her body, and her body was surging with energy and blood. If it hadn't been forcible support, blood would have spurted out. The difference in physical strength between the two is really too big.

Not far ahead, King Mu couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him when he heard the words, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Ye Fei, Zifeng, the two are still alive."

"If you don't retreat, this deity will not show mercy." King Mu's voice became colder and colder, recalling that the young demon clansmen were killed by people almost overnight.

He originally belonged to the five major demon clans, and the scale was no less than that of any demon clan, but now there are only a few hundred people left. Whenever he thinks about such bloody feud, his blood will churn.

"The two of them are still alive!" Xu Qingfeng's face suddenly showed excitement when he heard this, and the originally gloomy expression became a little more hopeful.

One must know that the top ten disciples of Tianjiao on the Xiaoyao list undoubtedly represent the future of the sect. If they all fall, it will undoubtedly be an indelible blow to a sect.

But now, the first two still exist in the world, Xiaoyaomen will not decline.

"Thank you..."

Xu Qingfeng then opened her mouth, and at the same time raised her hands and clasped her fists, the aura on her body gradually subsided, and she began to retreat to the rear. She had already decided not to participate in this battle.

These master-uncle-level masters of the sect are naturally well aware of the matter between the Demon Immortal Fort and the Green Demon Clan. If not for this, it is impossible for only dozens of eight-star demons to come to the mausoleum here.

If it wasn't for the battle against the Demon City where the disciples of the various sects died for no reason, the uncles of the eight-star masters of these sects would definitely not have easily stepped into Bianling City and participated in this battle.

And with Xu Qingfeng's retreat, the morale on the battlefield quickly fell to the bottom.

In the air above, every time King Mu took a step, the demon guards and demon cultivators in front of the ancient city couldn't help but take a step back. The terrifying coercive force of the underworld master was almost comparable to Tianwei.

"Weng Bufan, come out and fight this deity!"

"Otherwise, I will flatten Bianling City."

King Mu let out a low cry, his eyes surged with fighting intent, and his aura continued to rise. Although he did not target the ordinary demon cultivators below, as this person approached, some demon cultivators with insufficient strength couldn't help but spurt blood at this moment. .

And at this moment, in Bianling City, a dazzling white sky rose into the sky.

"Prince Mu, I regret that I didn't wipe out all the members of his clan." A low shout came from the ancient city, followed by a flash of whiteness, and one of the three elders of the Immortal Castle finally appeared at this time.

As the voice fell, the figure of the white-robed old man suddenly appeared, and the oppressive forces in the four airs were immediately counteracted.

Down below, in front of the city gate battlefield, the eyes of many demon cultivators couldn't help showing fanaticism at this moment. As long as Senior Weng guards the mausoleum, even if there are many demons attacking, it will only end in death.

"I'm a junior, and I've met Master Moxian."

"Senior mighty!"

"..."

In front of the city gate battlefield, many sect demon cultivators raised their hands and cupped their fists one after another, and at the same time bowed to the mid-air. Such a strong man is undoubtedly worthy of their admiration.

In the mid-air of the battlefield, Weng Bufan showed a smile on his face and raised his hand to signal to the people below. That strategizing gesture once again made the people below couldn't help but feel a commotion.

Then he raised his head and looked forward, and when he glanced away, there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Hmph, where is your Cyan Demon Clan patriarch?"

"The old man remembers that when your clan was destroyed, you were just an eight-star junior, and now you dare to shout in front of the old man!"

Weng Bufan was so imposing, he glanced at the person in front of him lightly, and his voice echoed all around at this moment.

Almost at the same moment, the magic cultivator below let out low growls, and his momentum suddenly rose.

(End of this chapter)